Posted in Poetry

The Mouse in the House Comes Out (written & performed in Oct 1993)

A squeak of a voice

Arose from my kitchen

Its eyes wide open

Nose; it was twitchin’

There near the floor

To the left of the door

Was an entrance… or exit

I kneeled down to check it

And yes, from inside

Came the squeak of a noise

And in tiny mouse words

Came a tiny mouse voice

“Hello I live here

I work… I dream

But sometimes the sight of me

Makes people SCREAM!

I mind my own business

I don’t curse or smell

With a tail behind me

AND one to tell

A life to lead

A myth to dispel

Some call me a rodent

A nuisance

A pest

But I’m just a mouse

No more

No less

Trying to be happy

Doing my best

So today I’m speaking up

And it’s about time

I have nothing to hide

I’ve committed no crime

So today I’m speaking up

Hear my closet door slam?

I’m out in the open

I am gay! Gay I am!

Cheeze Whiz! That felt good!

So I’ll say it again

I’m out in the open

I am gay! Gay I am!