The owl skirrs for mouse
and in his gut, he turns her
inside-out. The bat weaves
through the criss-cross trees,
wings upon her sonar pings
to trap the bug and feel him sing.
Owl, wise anatomist, studies
the tissues, then spits the gist:
the shag and bone of what exists.
And bat, dread acrobat, flips
the forest upside-down, and all
the creatures underground,
the shrew, the hedgehog and the mole
fall out like rattled soldiers
from their tunnelled holes.