Chicano Poet

Monday, December 27, 2004

Of Mice And Men

The best laid plans
of mice and men
end up

in Henry’s hands,
but, of course,
Mr. Bones

grabs them
and runs off

the event horizon
screaming his head off
about something,

"There’s no organization
to any of this at all,
and where

does the tail
fit in all of this?"
Henry counts

his fingers
to make sure
they’re all there.

While Henry counts,
Mr. Bones gives him
the middle finger

and the plans that
could have saved the world
are chewed up by the mice.


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