Rabbit

waiting for the
white doves
to fly out of your sleves
 ala-
keep asking for secrets
you mask 
behind funny 
  red bowtie

every time you 
cut me in half
i feel my heart-beat
fade to none
maybe a rush
when you smile
 tada-tada-tada

learned a new trick
and i am waiting
for the show...
of a lifetime
-waiting to hear 
 the magic words-

but i love the way
i disappear
when your mouth
curls around the words:
 drum-roll please-

tada-tada-blah...


05-14-97

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