I AM A DEBTOR
I’ve seen the rabbit
That large heavy breathing creature
Taller than you
longer than I
this beast is sick and the
inhales…
exhales…
are labored and slow.
The matted fur, a spoiled grey green
is shifting in jagged ups and downs.
I’ve seen the rabbit.
Those crimson wild knowing eyes
that never blink.
The stretching of the ears
A pulling tension that you can hear, that you can feel.
When pulling pullable things
like cheese
or teeth
Yes, now I know I’ve seen the rabbit.
I hear it under my mattress.
I know it’s a no longer
long time coming.
For it to wake,
push its tired paws,
lift its shaking haunches
out
over
and up
onto my bed
to my sleeping face
where it will wake me
with eyes unseeing
unto my own
sight
and
before the sun
can scream on my behalf
the rabbit
will push a
warm full hairy paw
into my opened mouth
and I will feel it’s thick pulse
on my young tongue
as it ever
so softly
chokes me.