Circus Mice - Feb. 21, 2025

Gary Hunter
Feb 21, 2025
1 min read

after dinner dog walk

street, dead quiet

a dry leaf cartwheels over the road

to Oliver, it’s a circus mouse

till he pounces and the flakes

scatter in the breeze

I laugh

think I’m much smarter

following expectations

one tumbling

after the next

never realizing

if it had eyes and a tail

there’d be no need

to pursue

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