Robert Starkey
4-26-13
Rabbit Holes
I fantasize about the time of day I kill
you. Each daydream wanders through rabbit-
holes and I question, if the holes are bigger
than the ones in my brain.
You are incoherent, angry yet gentle hearted.
The reasons I yearn to get it
over with so soon.
Time moves forward while I backwards,
in the heat of the past
that melted rabbit holes –
I had your attributes.
And even as I sank into the holes
Nothing would peel away.