This dream rabbit comes back to me from time to time Last time it was someone dressed in a rabbit costume Sleeping
Now the rabbit is a shadow which I cannot see.
Just outside my window, she waits in the dew damp grass, still, under the one bright planet.
A sleepy bird chirps unconvincingly in the dark.
Friday, May 02, 2008
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