KYOKU #0455
George Gott

Rabbits
are like that.

There is always
something to celebrate.

They keep twitching
their bodies
neither in lust
nor in ecstasy.

And what an appetite.

For the lettuce
and for the succulent carrots.

We are not like that.

We brag about what
we would never do.

And we die
in an agony.