Black Rats

[Ken Corbett]

Again the sun slides neath the hill
in a flash and flare of colour
yet another day is spent
now black rats invade my dreams

twitch their long and whiskered noses
flick their tongues on yellow teeth
whip their scabby scaly tails
probe the soft spots of my conscience

yes I know what's right
yes I know what's wrong
but the rats don't care
won't listen to reason

they won't stop until
I tear my world apart

[willowdown]

i did wake up one night last year with a thingyroach in my ears
but so far the rats have left me alone...