Around The Bend

Around The Bend Up the road I see it bend Where my feet So surely send A body hurled Towards its end Up around the bend From death My lips do chap To watch the cat So closely nap I, the mouse Who’s come to tap It sure to wake And prowl again But however unaware With no thought Of misplaced care A shadow did declare Its faith Below the moon For time wore down The wishes Like the wake Of little fishes Is there something More delicious Than the death Of someone else