Manner of ingress yet inexplicable!

They chew interminably, greedily.
They nibble at anything-
Pieces of furniture, carpet, metal.
Even my jungle boots.

They lick voraciously, noisily.
They mop clean spoons, plates
Pots of soup then disappear with the meat.
Even my tooth brush!
Creepy crawly prowlers!

My mini library of late ,
Now their relished adventure;
My literature, a potpourri
Of ****, saliva, and stale spill.
Perhaps they too read.
From a safe crevice of my privacy,
They peer at me, at my helplessness
At my restlessness, mocking my anguish.
Smelly jumpy nocturnal mice!