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Of Rats And Men I caught a rat perched on the wall of the fowl-run. Before I pelted it I looked into its eyes and found A weary traveller evading the tyranny of the sun In a fortress high off the serpent-crawled ground. There the nocturnal creeper slept safe from fate Falling from the azure sky. The stork wouldnt eat, Nor its babies. And then I saw the tail of her mate, Tucked in a crevice the roofing beams wouldnt fit. I could have taken him while he watched the food God, man, gives to those he fattens for slaughter, The same God, man, says for rats poison is good. I crushed my cigarette and left her dreaming there, Of yesterdays, other lifetimes smoked to flimsy air.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 13:07:12 +0000

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