yellow

Yellow teeth,
yellow teeth.
I keep waiting for the rats to eat me.

I just heard those lines
read by Tom Brokaw
reporting some sick and twisted (but true! So true!) tale,
in a tone that was meant to forcast the weather,
on the (show where they talk about murders and rapes.
You'd think they were better than the tabloids. You'd think.)
about a girl who foresaw her death.

Tom Brokaw Reports: Murder by Rats, She Wrote

"Yellow teeth. Yellow teeth."
she wrote
"I keep waiting for the rats to eat me."
They found her body
(eye socket chewed wider
rats in an empty skull with yellow teeth)

She wrote in red ink
on yellow paper
while sitting in the (yellow) light of the streetlamp
at the end of her driveway

(waiting for yellow teeth)

"It helps a little," (yellow) she wrote
"to write this down,
(yellow teeth)
"because I know, (I know, know now, know)
what was
(yellow teeth)
bothering me so much.
Yellow teeth that should have been
RED because Mort
ate his face
(with yellow teeth).
I keep waiting for my rats to eat
each other (my face)
with yellow teeth."

They found her body the next morning

(bloody bits
of bone and hair
and yellow,
yellow teeth
scattered across the lawn.)

rats everywhere.

(rats with yellow teeth)

I'm Tom Brokaw, I'll see you tomorrow.
Until then,
(I keep waiting for the rats to eat me)
Goodnight.
(with yellow teeth)