The Prize

A muffled moancry
In she struts
Dainty mouth propped open
by fat juicy house rodent
She beckons
into the kitchen
where prize is plopped
proudly
lazily played with
Escape to the corner behind food bins
Retrieved
the playful torment
continues
laxidasically

Opportunity seized
icebox undergarments reached
With a whimper
victor goes on alert
turns sentinel
stalker
Waits

Dawn comes
No luck
Hunt continues
Another dawn greets success
Prize cornered in bathroom
Intervention puts mouse
out of house
Hunter escorts
continues sport
on porch

House before yet another dawn
sentinel on duty
House secure
Entertainment abounds
The terror of existence
brought home
to one

© Hulda Nystrom, 2000
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