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i see said the bunny

on a cold sunday
bound naked in a basement filled with ache
just as the moon began its wink
its rays peering through the tiniest window
a shadow of two ears
cast their giant v-shaped wake across my flesh
i wiggle as if to break free and clear of its cast
yet it washes my taught helplessness
in a flickering convulsion
indifferent
as its owner seeks vegetative nightcaps

i, the animal
it, a wandering freedom
unconscious to the muffled moans
and pleas to be as free
roams happy and unknowing
it is not a hollow treat
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