The Rabbit

Does the rabbit ever wonder
if the fox is behind him, or
somewhere just beyond his sight

Does he calculate the distance of
snapping twigs? Count the moments
of silence, lest there should be
too many?

Does he feel the wind change
as a shadow passes? Notice the
flicker of a silhouette in the

The night is full of predators
as merciless as murder. The
stars will only shield their eyes to

And the rabbit, the poor rabbit
is ever looking over his shoulder
to see if the fox is behind him.
♠ ♠ ♠
"Paranoia" for Ayana Sioux's "My Five Emotions" contest: