A Rat In Bed
A rat in bed
Before going to bed, I was thinking of my dog it liked sleeping
between my neck near the jugular vein, this I think made her
feel like a master of my life and death
In the night I could feel soft fur on my neck switched on the light
it was sleeping soundly mouth half open showing long front teeth,
a bloody big rat had taken the liberty to sleep with me.
First I panicked ran into the living room to find a hammer, but it was
in the shed, back in the bedroom the rat still sleeping ,I grabbed it by
Its tail carried it outside threw it into the street. I didn`t kill it, though,
the blood on the pillow and so on, also in case it had the soul of
my dog that had got a bit confused forgetting it was a vermin now
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