On any given evening...I sprawl out on my bed,Flipping open to a fresh new page of a fresh new bookMy rabbit, my little friendExplores the great mountains of my sheetsAll is peaceful - for now I think;But I know the moment has arrived...He romps toward me - full speed,Planting his face directly in mineHe rejoices as I snort the fur from my noseHe scrunches his body to sit close as he can,Licking, yes licking! every measure of my faceOh the joy! Oh the saltiness!Oh the wonderful taste of my screwy face!He's got my eye! - Oh the horror!How will I ever finish this page?Forget the story! Save yourself!I try to avert his huffing little snout,Twisting and turning and whirling aboutBut no! He can not be stopped, he can not be tamed!This monster! This demon! My face he has claimed!I giggle, I fit; what more can I do?I scramble for my bookmark, I throw it aloof;I stay where I lie, I lay scratching his side -That's it! I give up! I submit to my doom!
EnigmaticYou speak only inarchaic words,at least they are obsoleteto me.I guess I am achild,you are always calling me one.Instead of Biblesyou thump my head withdictionaries,and I study them rigorously.But the only wordI could ever rememberthe meaning ofis enigmatic.Because you are the mystery,and baby I'd never forget you.
The DivideI wish I could stay,or bring your pigtails with me.I need your strength,I need you to assure methere are no demons in the dark.I miss being afraid of nothing,now I know I never was.I'm too old to disregardthe monsters in my closet;they hang from hooks anddrape where they should tuck,constraint where they should hug.I need you to tell me to grow up,it's so different coming from you;your idea of maturityfilters out all the corruption of age.I grab your arm,a little too aggressively;I'm so sorry,you must understandI've lost my gentle touch:come with me,I don't want to see what evilsI might become.Tell me they're not real,remind me how to take your word.But you refuse:"Grow up," you say;so harsh,where did you learn to talk like that?"You can't bring me with you,I don't exist outside this town."Nonsense,then whom might I become?"Someone else," you say,so preoccupied with other thoughts.But I am you!"You were me," you say,"But now you're someone else."S