raggle fraggle says the
rat furiously scrubbing
and bruxing as I
tickle
him behind the ears and
his brother tears apart
an expired
coupon for a
box of cereal that they
could eat if rats could
eat
chocolate but all I
know is they: are great
survivors tireless
when
they put their minds to
it can swim for miles &
I have buried
dozens of
them pets & friends all
and the grass & flowers
grow
like wildfire thru
their skulls and I know
their dreams are shades
of
green seen through a
dark eye rimmed in blue