Warning the Rodents

46 the minnesota review Greg Fraser Warning the Rodents how much longer sweet opossum keen-nosed rat do you suppose the spotted darkness moon-beaked clasping the horizon's limb will go on sleeping before the hunger of its black holes opens orbs huger than suns . . be prepared to scamper keep the deepest of covers already the midnight dreams of a fete to cinch all fetes to which you are each invited chipmunk weasel mole already the hour greets you rabbit mouse of the field in a foyer hung with laughter the chandeliers of stars— unbuttons and takes (obliging butler) your soft fur coats . . . ...