if i were just a bat
i could use these over long toe nails
i keep neglecting
to snatch up shivering mice
from the snowy fields
and lift them into the black
wind blasted sky
if i were just a bat
i could use these unsnipped talons
to dangle from the icy undersides
of wind squeaking branches
in the dark groaning woods
i could use them to scritch
at the roofs of caves
scratch damp lichens free
while my little pink tongue
lapped dripping drops of seeped salty water
free from the great vaulted walls of the unseen underworld
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