Sunday, December 16, 2007

I am so upset, but dont know how to help.

marching past midnight
claire (the rabbit)
speaks to nobody about her move.

She is scared of the goldfish
around every corner.

One day,
the old man will say:
"I am tired of this-you must do that not now."

Until then
she will shop for that elusive white boys shirt
4 blocks around the city
dirty teeth and all.

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