Here’s a Little Mouse

here’s a little mouse) and 
what does he think about, i 
wonder as over this 
floor (quietly with 

bright eyes) drifts (nobody 
can tell because 
Nobody knows, or why 
jerks Here &, here, 
gr(oo)ving the room’s Silence) this like 
a littlest 
poem a 
(with wee ears and see? 

tail frisks) 
                               (gonE) 
“mouse,”
               We are not the same and 

i, since here’s a little he 
or is 
it It 
?  (or was something we saw in the mirror)? 

therefore we’ll kiss; for maybe 
what was Disappeared 
into ourselves 
who          (look).          ,startled