I came across a mouse hole at my grandmothers’ house.
I laid out some cheese,
But he did not come out.
I put out toasted bread, and buttered crackers, you see,
But that furry little pest did not come out yet for me.
So I filled a plate with cereal,
With a cookie beside,
But never did he come out from that place where he hides.
So I filled a dish with milk, and put it down by his door,
And suddenly …
My kitten …
Who had wanted it more …
Scrambled from the hallway and across Grandma’s floor.
I tried to pick him up, before he ruined it all,
But then to my horror
I fell to the floor
When I noticed the mouse staring out from his door.
But what I saw
Was no mouse at all
He was ten times the size
With bloodshot eyes
And exposed three sets of teeth in his jaw.
And once my kitten had seen what I’d seen
There was no way out.
There was no escaping
Because out from the wall
Came the mouse’s paws.
They were as big as my arms
With razor sharp claws.
He reached for my kitten
And pulled at his spine
Slashing his torso and clenching his thigh
Then I blinked just once
And he was out of my sight
Then my kitten was gone …
This kitten of mine
Collapsing to the floor, my heart was racing about.
I saw my kitten’s face as he was trying to get out.
There was hissing
And scratching and biting
He was devouring my cat while my cat was still fighting!
But what could I do during this horrible sight?
So I reached for a knife
In the drawer to my right
And I took a deep breath
While gripping it tight
And wailed out a scream as I went in to fight!
There was no other way for my kitten to win
So I stabbed through the hole
Again and again
While feeling the mouse tearing into my skin
As I continued to jab and slash at him
While I stabbed at the mouse
I pulled at my kitten
I could feel every hole where the mouse had bitten
All three of us now, were battling it out
And when the pain was to great,
I pulled my arms out.
My kitten disappeared,
While I watched from the floor,
There was ripping
And so much more
Inside of the shadows there was so much gore
Then an incredible roar
That left me in a state of shock on the floor.
There were heart-stopping screeches again and again
And then it all stopped
And slowly but surely
My kitten crawled out
With no fur on his skin!
But behind him, the beast
Not done with his feast-
Grasped hold of his chin
And pulled him back in!
I raced to the hole
And reached for his paws
While I braced my feet to the sides of the walls
I gripped him tight
With his face in sight
With all my might
To end this mouse’s appetite
I pulled and pulled
And fought the beast
With blood and sweat and grinding teeth.
I was lost for words to say the least!
But continued on and on.
I pulled and pulled those little paws
Until my adrenaline was gone
With one last heave
I broke him free
Falling to the floor-
Scooting away with my feet
With my kitten on top
Just looking at me
We were out of harms way…
My kitten and me
I could hear the mouse’s anger
As the cat lay on my chest
I had won the battle for him,
Taking every ounce of breath.
As I laid there gazing at his eyes
His humble face stared back at mine.
I laughed a little
I cried a little
And then I pulled him close.
I rubbed my crying face to his…
Cheek to cheek
Nose to nose.
And although his fur had been pulled away
My kittens’ warmth brought a smile my way.
He can grow it back
And that’s a fact
But my kitten, that mouse will never get back.
Then finally, my family came rushing in
With my grandma close behind
But now, how will I tell them
Without it sounding like a lie?
With blood on my hands
And tears in my eyes,
I took a deep breath
And I dropped the knife.
I came to my feet, and approached them all
Keeping my distance
From the hole in the wall.
With the kitchen a mess …
And me in distress
I paused, but continued on.
I stood before my father –
Handing the cat back to my mom.
While thinking of a logical
And believable way
And unimaginable day…
My mother, she gasped, as she held out the cat
Who was dripping with blood from his bottom half
She shivered a scream
While staring at me
As the kitten fell lifeless between her feet
But no way could my eyes adapt
That the only part that remained of my cat
Was his head…
Basically, the upper half
It was then when it occurred to me…
That the warmth I had felt when he laid on me…
Was the warmth of his blood
Spilling out on my chest
And that mouse…
Had consumed the rest.
Then grandma accused me of telling them lies
She said it was I, who took his life
She said, I had gutted the cat with the knife
And there was something quite wrong going on in my mind
She was very convincing with her outburst of cries
And demanded that I be hospitalized.
Then she picked up the phone
And called the asylum
And the police showed up
With the men in the white
But whatever it was that had lived in that wall
It wasn’t the creepiest part of it all…
When they cuffed up my wrists
To bring me to you
I turned to my parents
And my grandmother too
I could see that my parents were down on their knees
While my grandmother watched, as she sipped on her tea
And I could see through the window
That my parents were crying …
But my grandma…
Who stood there so crooked and thin
She stood there and stared
Then my grandma …
And that’s all I recall, and what I told is what I know.
But no one will believe me, ‘cause I’m eleven years old.
No one will believe me about what lives in that house.
Because who would believe a story about a cat-eating mouse?
THE LUNACY MACHINE
(cOVER TO cOVER sTORIES)
Through The Eye of His Only Son (intro poem)
The Starving Author (the beginning of everything (a poem)
Avalanche (No more skiing alone (a poem)
South of The Covered Bridge (A deceiving (a poem)
Presents in The Cellar (A paranormal experience in the basement (a poem)
A Bump in The Night (Alone at Grandma's (a poem)
Half Dead (The average man lives to be 67 (a poem)
Spiders (Where spiders go at night (a poem)
Grandma (A limerick plus one line about the other side of Grandma (a poem)
Dead Cat (A cat has nine lives, but not all are equally nice (a poem)
Night of The Twister (A stand-off between man and mother nature (a poem)
The Boy Who Knew Too Little (A know-it-all boy learns the hard way (a poem)
Infection (Take care of your spider bites (a poem)
Edge of Madness poem
Mouse Hole poem
Writer's Cramp poem
Red Eye ( A simple trip to the doc can land you in the loony bend (a poem)
Under The Rainbow (The Wizard of Oz limerick... one year later (a poem)
Mouse Coffin (why not to drink alcohol and build coffins poem)
Where The Floor Creaks (Why some houses are sold cheap (a poem)
Room 402 (Don't feed the dead man... you'll get caught (a poem)
What Gnaws on My Spine (Sometimes, when your back hurts... (a poem)
Twisted Fate ( Next time, go right instead of left (a poem)
Sick (Never watch television with a high fever (a poem)
The Devil in Dr. Feddlestine (Addiction = lunacy (a poem)
Complaint Department (Form a line behind my wife (a poem)