i hear the howls
realizing
from a distance
they were my own
a rabbit silenced
by deaths
unlived
escaping my burrow
i blink blindly
in a landscape
barren and
unfamiliar
wondering if
not the darkness
of my den
is the lesser of
true evils
"i blink blindly
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love those lines.. know that feeling so well..
excelent poem..most excellent
forgive my typos..i am a crappy typist..
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