Choked at the mere thought

I'm like the hare
hopping
hiding from the snakes slither
you refuse to accept me
for what i really am
 
a monster
in fur
like the mutant rabbit from Twilight zone movie
 
string me up  
with rope
maim me  
with your words
maestro  
with a flair for the dramatic
for now
i still own the eyes for this soul
 
will the rains clear my Conscious
 
i didn't know eyelids could get this heavy with regret
 
i long for women i never knew existed
 
epitaph  
 
i'd hoped to fill the void
278 writings later and there's no Goddamn bottom
but i'm still bracing for impact
 
in one swift instant
i could be the grease spot you so desperately want me to be
 
am i curiosity  
that bashes the cats brains in
little Timmy  
that fell in the well  
& Lassie the dog went to get help for
 
exterminating  
hands break  
like silence