Wednesday, October 20, 2010

The Good Death


twenty-eight eyes,
fifty four tiny feet,
fourteen mice licked
delicious peanut butter
and found ecstasy
in their last moments;
may we all die so
happily.

2 comments:

frizatch said...

Go ahead... try and make yourself feel better. ;P

Genevieve said...

I admit it...I feel no pangs of guilt ....