Last night Sebastian caught the mouse.
I wasn't there but I know
he twisted, tormented and ravaged just like
his tigger on a rope.
It's all for sport.
Tonight the mouse is lost
paralyzed
I'm sure also from shock
and she is on the bike
sweating, mouth gaped
eyes focused on the technicolor Samsung
"Give yourself a smile makeover . . ."
meanwhile, somewhere
that mouse, stilled, lies waiting for his end.
It's all for sport.
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