Poem for rabbit
By Bernadette Anderson
Soft as marshmallow
transforming to blue under the light
I can measure you in two handfuls.
Ears hanging down
long arms with small clubby feet
bulbous head, large barbie–pink nose.
You sleep with eyes open,
watching over me.
When night terrors trespass into my sleep;
shadows of a man standing
between my bed and the window,
ugly voices hovering around my head,
I wake myself with panic,
reaching for you
and hold you tight against my chest,
my chin pressing on your soft head.
My throat is sore from calling out.
I flip my pillow
and close my eyes
on another night of fear
as you continue
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