the actual existence of mice

A thief of the everyday,
I move stealthy
plunder a tune to change my day.
No one is safe

I'll steal whole
minutes from your day.

Hoard patches of sunlight
and bogart this cup of coffee
because I am addicted to warmth,
to satiation

and I'll abduct your hand,
with no regard
for consequence

and no thought for
tomorrow or
your own safety,
in order to fill
my own.