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Between the blinds

I spy the action outside

I see an object

moving along the awning

outside my window

I can’t tell

if it’s a bird

or possibly a mouse

a tail hovers

just above the gutter

and I feel

a twinge of discomfort

It’s disconcerting

a rodent that close

to home

I keep looking

waiting for movement

waiting

waiting to learn

it’s true identity

a gust of wind

blows through

and a leaf

masquerading

as a possible rodent

flutters to the ground

ever revealing

my absurd, warped vision