White Rabbit

 

 

I made myself wake up,

I had to stop a mushroom dream.

My chest felt crushed under a

Pale fat man with buckteeth

Lying on top of me cutting my hair.

He seemed so shy, and wouldn’t

Look me in the eye.

Later,

When he put on his glasses and vest

He turned into a large white rabbit.

This surprised me, as it was quite sudden.

His scissors were so nasty,

You could see patches of rust along the blades.

I worried that I would get

A terrible hair cut,

In fact, he had left one of the locks

Long and it hung down to my left

Shoulder, while the rest was

Chin length.

Upsettingly, he had given me bangs

Without permission,

And I had to talk him out of being a rabbit

So he could correct it, which seemed to take forever.

I felt as if I could not breathe,

I don’t think I was

Getting enough oxygen.

Oddly, his name was Kinney

Like the drug store.

 

 

 

By Diane E. Dockum

© April 5, 2016

 

 

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