Running Rabbits

Gentle droplets ripple the

Surface of an emotion

Long too still

Breezy waving fabric

Veils & for sales

An underlying will

Expanding bosom bellows

Air so fair to share

With those inert

Numb to his little hurt

For the privledged

Need not care

Lazy grazing gentle beast

Mural, amorally amorous view

Adorning horns

Warnings strong

Have pity on

Nature’s calm

Mighty over you

It’s docile eyes

Stare on forever

Gently blinking

Soft shades of fine leather

Drawing sympathy

Warm & tender...

Sawing symphonies-

The majestic dismembered

Empty belly

The great pretender

Down one knee

Closer to see

Sensating fingertips

Rub together clayed mud

From over yonder spilling blood

Craving & contrition

Conflicting in thee

Running Rabbits in the streets

Windy animation rustles

Grassy fenced off fields

Rolling-loping hills

Autumn browning

Creeping winter chills

Harvest profit yields

Screaming-dreaming

Sunshine & all

Trespassers reveal

The flowered fallow where

Compassion ran shallow

Plastic payments

Plastic meals

Dirty little fingers with

Deep pockets to steal

Forlorn-sullen-lemon setting

Into arcane melting red

Twilight eyes gravely

Shepard all the dead

Chin to knees

Perched so low

From beneath the soil

An infant grows

Salty-slippery face...

Below tables with no space

In a world he can’t control

Nobody’s orphan

Somebody to embrace

That one we sha’nt console

Coiling-trembling

Below stars so cold

Thin slit eyes

Await sunrise

And what tomorrow holds...