This is the time when the mice come
You think you’re so together then there they are
just when you thought you had turned the corner
scratching, biting chewing at the edges
You can’t see them but you know they are there
You’ve seen their leavings
pulling what you thought you had discarded back out of the trash
nibbling at it in secret while you sleep
still working on stuff you gave up on days ago, years ago
If only you had gotten rid of it
If only you had finished it


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The poem was supposed to be about unfinished business or thoughts that are left for the subconscious mind to annoy you about. The mice are just metaphorical although the shit on the counter is all too real.