Rabbits pt. 1

Beyond a function is an unfunction and behind an unfunction is
A rabbit
Smiling heavily at me in purple fields growing velvet corn
Swaying in a breeze visible and black

Beyond this window is a name and behind the name lies
A creeping rabbit
Face adorned with extra teeth and fluid, ears pointed at a sky
Bleeding because it has no name

And there’s the moon and behind the moon are several men standing or sitting thinking of

Rabbits









(Written 5-26, 4:21 PM - no edits. Part one of Rabbits)