What Rabbits do at the Beach

 
shadowboxing sundials, I

tilt tides to

fashion an

hourglass,
 

meticulously counting

allowed

every grain of sand

on shore as it

ebbs

&

flows

&

turns time to

dust.

starts again

talk

that ticks heartbeat’s

murmured measure

underscoring Muzak

that loops

all background

banned

~in a frayed bow~

—in string—

&

knot

&

moon phrases

from the

Dark Side

of

Pink.

©Karen Robiscoe