moonlight reflecting
on mouse fur
the heart beats uncontrollably
the heart beats as it pleases
on its own, the strongest, the warmest
mice run through narrow
corridors, they hit with their snouts
they scratch with their paws,
silver hairs fall off their bodies
filled with cold wisdom
their hearts burst as grenades
they splash on all surrounding walls:
slime and decisiveness and shiver
is poured in their eternal labyrinth
by the mice with moonlight in their fur
22.01.2014, 02:38