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[jadedfaye]

I am standing still as a rabbit
afraid to be caught in the jaws of

something

I know that motion signifies life,
but when it can also mean: death
what can you do,
but twitch your nose?
(A tiny heartbeat
for those who
wear it on the outside)

We are fragile creatures
I remember being told
that if you squeeze too tightly
out of love
or
out of rage

you will almost certainly crush a rabbit

those tiny cages are really more for show
and the slight rough and tumble of
bounding through fields of clover

and if I were to take that leap
I wonder if some larger bird of prey
might come sweeping out of the sky
to carry me off and away
into the sunset

I am standing still as a rabbit
afraid.