The Mouse

Saša Milivojev - THE MOUSE The smell of must and decay The mouldiness of walls The smell of dirty dishes Torn underwear instead of a mop I look at the crumbs of the floor I drink yellow water from a filthy glass I listen to it nibbling on something Crawling in the sink Sitting quietly with a cigarette I saw the tail on the plate Moving A puppy under the table Groaning because of fleas A bowl with milk Full of bugs and flies Ooh A mouse on the plate I took a dirty ladle I’ll go crazy It pointed its grey ears I watched it It watched me sorrowfully As if it knew its fate It made no move The ladle banged on it It screamed with pain I’m sorry that it was A victim of dirty dishes Saša Milivojev www.sasamilivojev.com