The rat scurrying across my shoulder
in the dark
was not seen
but could be felt
and will be remembered
so very definitely
for as long as my skin will crawl.
With no visible evidence of its existence,
no hide tanned
nor tail caught
I cannot prove there ever was a rat
outside of my fevered imaginings.
I know it was there
do I really?
Are the creatures truly rattling in my home
or in my head
or someplace else I don’t yet understand?
I’d ask if there was someone around
and the rodent
is nowhere to be found.