Dogs 2007

ONE LEG RUNNING
(1/5/07)


7pm
and I just wanted
to get the Hell
out of the office
after 12 long hours
but while turning off
the lights
I saw it there
stuck inextricably
lying on its side
eyes wide with fear
a single
hind leg free
churning the air
to no avail

the boss
had arrived
that morning
tired of two months
of phantom mouse jokes
and even more weary
of the little turds
on his desk
so
tossed at me
some "glue boards"
horizontal flypaper
enlarged
and enhanced
to trap any rodent
in its La Brea
goo

I reluctantly
placed them in known
frequented areas
and went back
to work
enduring
further ridicule
from the staff
concerning my failure
to catch the intruder
without the aid
of advanced
technology

at day's end
it was just me
and the mouse
who by that time
seemed more a pet
albeit a filthy pet
than a pest
the poor
little shit doomed
no way to free it
without ripping off
hair
skin
an ear
and three
little feet

I was tired
and just wanted
to dump the load
in the trash bin
on the way out
but thought
of hamsters
in my youth
hating to imagine
any of them
dying slowly
in the trash

so
I picked up trap
with occupant
grabbed a two foot ruler
and took it all
to the restroom
entering a stall
floating it there
in the toilet
for a moment
a little ship
traversing a
septic
River Styx

then
the plunge
holding the vessel
submerged
with my Death Stick
watching the little bugger
really struggle in earnest
the bubbles furiously
rushing to the surface
frantic movements
finally slowing
until the
one
free
limb
twitched
its last

fuck it all

I went home