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the Naughty Mouse EP


Naughty A. Mouse


Copyright 2018


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Naughty Mouse Logo by Jeff Otto

Illustrations by Graham Sisk and Jeff Otto




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for my mother

for my siblings

and most of all

for my partner


and to anyone

who has ever helped or loved me

thank you

table of contents

never forget

graffiti gandalf and god

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never forget

whenever they tell you to remember
the ill-fated eleventh of September
they never want you to focus on
the fact that everyone came together

that day, ten assholes hit two towers
and before they fell, they burned for hours
while hundreds of people climbed the stairs
wearing all the gear that people must wear
when they are one of those we have hired
to run not away, but into a fire
and those were just the first of the everyday heroes
thousands, of them running, down to Ground Zero
not just firefighters, but police and paramedics
doing all-nighters, triple-duty, like, sleep? forget it
because out there, in the ash and rubble
there could be one person, hurt and in trouble
so they dug, and they dug, and they dug
as days turned to weeks and their lungs turned black
because they knew, no matter what
their families would want their bodies back

whenever someone says never forget
they don't mean any of these facts
they say remember, but don't remind you
of the giant, impromptu evac


while the towers burnt in Manhattan
no one knew what next would happen


the island was choked with dust and smoke
the subways and the bridges were shut down
people started jumping in the river
fleeing what they feared was a killing ground


so the Coast Guard went for broke


they hopped up on the radio, calling for
*kshht* “anyone, anyone with a boat”
and from every direction, tens of thousands
coming in anything that would float
like proof you can find all you need
in the hearts of ordinary folks

four places would've been hit that day
if the assholes had had their way


the only reason it was three, and not more
was the people on plane four
some of them had kept their cell phones on
they heard about the planes hitting
the Twin Towers and the Pentagon


they were shocked – and they stopped dead
and they were scared – but they said
“well, if today's my last day
I am not going out that way”

you still doubt the truth? you want more proof
that humans will sacrifice for the many?
Marc Sasseville and Heather Penney
sent to get that fourth plane on jets
so fast they didn't have missiles yet

they raced off at the speed of sound
only one way to bring that plane down
not knowing that the people onboard
had already put it in the Pennsylvania ground
just knowing their success meant their death


people say never forget – but they
focus on the towers and forget the rest
they want you to miss what came next
that's why they call it the aftermath

they want your eyes to slide right past
human compassion on a scale so vast
it seems more than our minds can grasp
the chain of hearts and hands and brains
from the firefighters to police and EMTs
to the hospital staff in emergency rooms
that went knee-deep through a bloodbath
pulling people back from their tombs,
like “this day shall not be your last!”

whenever they tell you remember
they mean the same handful of frames


the last few seconds of flight
of only three of those fucking planes
the towers, and their halo of flames
and the number of Americans slain
because they want your rage, and your pain


they want you ready to be trained
to drop bombs out of planes
and put two in someone's brain


they want you so mad your brain short-circuits


so mad you don't stop and ask, is this shit worth it


or to ask the most basic question --
do heroes take life, or protect and nurture it?

graffiti gandalf and god

I. love. graffiti. whether it's on walls or towers,
trucks buildings bus stops it's got this power

of someone who can't take it who makes their mark
in deviant art with pride and pain and heart

certain slices of society split hairs and call fair foul
since it's not theirs and they don't know enough to care

but I see it – history is a weapon so read it, arm yourself
push your mind past the definitions divined by wealth

when somehow a woman or man with spray can
is given the handle vandal, but the banner spangled
protects ads and jangles of
“you're ugly, you're fat -- that is why you should buy, buy, buy” and there's no scandal
how sad still we call it free speech


look underneath what happens when someone starts clapping or tapping chisel into stone or slapping paint onto canvas -- the act of creation spans this and pulls us together



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