rabbit

I am a rabbit.

Thundering heart and silent feet.

Ragged stench of broken grass underfoot

tearing breath in burning lungfuls.

I am sharp with fear, fully amplified

Thudding bright and narrow

focus and speed, the beam

of the moon filling wells of eyes.

I am driven, pursued

by maddening lust,

salivating long jaws grinning.

I duck and cover

turn into hiding

a sidelong burrow and

for many moonlit minutes

study the face of the beast.

The beast now still

seeking me, smelling for me,

rooting.

The shape, the eyes,

the thrust of this

almost companion.

The body tenses as my defenses

are penetrated,

I am perceived and pursued once again