a poem by a lonely moose whose emotions have been destroyed by years of loneliness and disappointment

party night

it was the bear, the hamster, and i
and the hamster killed itself

we were in the hamster’s apartment
and i heard something moving behind the sofa
a bear stood from there, embarrassed

the confused bear sat on the sofa
i sat on the sofa
we were sad
i said, ‘my face feels like someone’s ass’

the rest of the night was fun
we tossed the dead hamster
out the window onto a mattress
that someone had put on the sidewalk

the hamster missed the mattress
and bounced off someone’s head

the best part of that night
was when the bear and i hid together behind the sofa
we stood up and i was alone
and the bear was alone in the forest
climbing up and down its own body