Monstrosity of needles and cones
left to run violent amid the pristine
correct laid plans
next
door.
Mowed is but a tendency to
keep behind closed doors
what scares the well-intentioned
agents giving
estimates.
Beneath the close-cut
blades lie tracks made smooth
by tiny feet; feet made tiny by
the world’s disdain
of fur-grey softness;
vermin soft to some yet
suicidal
certain death
to those
who
know