1367

 

 

claws stick in the laces
so he usually loses his shoes;
a boot left standing somewhere
vaguely

 

 
I doodle, you ku — seventeen

1366

 

 

someone told him to wait
for germination –
each breath a seedling
each seedling a breath

 

 
I doodle you ku — twenty-two

1364

 

 

bored; he snaps the hull
of a sunflower seed
and it falls –
he knows not where

 

 
I doodle, you ku — sixteen

1361

 

 

what was that song
she used to sing?
his tiny toes tap —
see how they run

 

 
I doodle, you ku — fifteen

1360

 

 

from here
it’s not a barrier but
over his head dangerous things
teeter

 

 
I doodle, you ku — fourteen

1359

 

 

he opens the curtain
to snow on leaves
an ancient mouse memory
stirs

 

 
I doodle, you ku — thirteen

1358

 

 

he thinks of there –
(a cloth bag full of clothespins)
someone left fresh towels here
in the mouse room

 

 
I doodle, you ku — eleven

1357

 

 

blank paper entices him
in his comped mouse room but
the quill is awkward –
he loses words like shoes

 

 
I doodle, you ku — nine

1356

 

 

and so he goes
the stone floor cold on his bare toes
whispers in his whiskers
it seems like miles

 

 
I doodle, you ku — eight

1355

 

 

his tiny seersucker shirt
perfect for any garden mouse party
he hopes they don’t notice —
he forgot to pack his shoes

 

 
I doodle, you ku — seven