I know a girl who spends days in her kitchen
looking through the holes in her cheese shredder
when she looks through the shredder
all the squirrels eating birdseed in her front yard
turn into dinosaurs with nasty mouths
little predators with scaly skin
trampling the tomato plants

through each different hole in the cheese shredder
she sees different kinds of animals
sometimes the animals are mating
sometimes they are petite foxes in bisexual tuxedos
sometimes they are primitive humans who bang
on her window to beg for food
lazy cavemen who are intrigued
by her toasters and microwave ovens