An uncoupled rhyme

The cat and mouse game,

And where’s the cat, rapping,

Friday nights game,

Playing waiting,

Going tap tap

Blown insane was it the winds way today

Or some higher purpose of our fantasies, me to say

My pulse uncoupled still rhyming singly lying in our bed?

A Friday night video brain,

My head

I’m a quiet mouse sitting on a violent video game

Is perhaps a she-wolf, who wants to ram you thru your brick wall, like a steam train

Why are you afraid of your pet mouse?

Just saying