Rabbit Night

Tonight is the inside of rabbit`s ears
Punctuated and hyphenated by dying
pinprick bulbs and the white pupils of night
Its velvet Amazonian honey and amethyst browns
fading to the blackestboard and minute
flecks of chalk that spell
a language that not even the night owl understands.

They say I`m civilised but this isn`t;
I`m all the savagery of a cave`s insides
My stalactite legs collide...just, with Earth
My home
that leads to this.

Sepia days are dead.