In a Cage

I'm a squirrel in a cage,
Dug in for the winter--
A prisoner in my own home,
A treadwheel-maniac,
A nervous spectator
Blinking between bars that
Keep the rest of the world
Out of claws' reach.

I'm a revving car with no road,
Drinking water from a Corelle-dish,
Nibbling nuts and grain from a
Leaping up and down bars
In bouts of thyroxin-

I'm a squirrel in a cage,
Sniffing moldy air.

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