Rabbit Ears

Early in the morning I awoke

first to choke on morning light,

then sickness in my loathsome sight

my mind spins backwards like a clock

caressing and unearthing the preceding hours

over which I had no power,

or did I hold all the power?

no time now for silly contemplation

I am a prisoner here - I am awarded no recreation

time to run and break out

but wait!

be silent while the captor comes

coming up the stairs

with hurried words now, that hit my ears like snowflakes

I am deaf, and in my death I wake

no chance now to turn my fate

with supine hands he guides my dressing

never guessing,

my deflated expression is directed towards him

I am like a child,

bare and mild,

putting on clothes before school

once costumed and cherished, we run through the house

me quiet as a mouse,

and I glare at every demon I see along the way

my vulture's other prey, or accomplices, no matter

into the truck like a rabbit to a hole, I am cajoled

once again, no run

and no hold

all secrets told, I wasn't brave,

I was my own enclave

and I should have thought to dominate

he hopped in the driver's seat and pushed the pedal to the floor

off to a new world,

no different than the day before

long the countryside we rode, my story scrambling

to get ahead,

before the road was rendered dead

as we sputtered up my drive, my mind's eye wide

he assured me I was special,

a token of his celestial ability for misrepresentation

but now cessation, I left the truck and walked to my door

forever more

the forgotten whore

who got into the wrong truck