Poetry by Kake Huck
Before eating its own stomach
out of hunger
(for the afterlife),
the house mouse recited Psalm
One Hundred Thirty, crying out
from the depths of a plastic bucket
with Ace Hardware branding
on the side
But no Great Rodent
heard those squeaks of supplication.
Famished from imprisonment and
faced with death by deprivation,
the small beast tears into itself
sacrificing all to its own hunger
(for the afterlife).
I find the suicide’s remains
a few days after death. The small
corpse saddens me (when I’m not
cheering for one fewer pest).
Sight of it making me slightly
nauseous, I dump the tiny body
in the garbage with a prayer.
Kake Huck is a desultory poet living in Central Oregon who recently published a collection entitled Sentence to Venice through Dancing Moon Press.