Over Time


A timid rabbit

with latent March Hare tendencies

you were to be


plus one

at a Chatter Party

–alternately Mad, Glad, and Sad Party–




exclusively for your addition

(boy, were you bad at math!)

and the usual


guess’d were in attendance


the Liddle girl Lost

the whore/louse

the 3 not-so-blind mice

and me, of course me–

the Chatter

and you, of course you

the Platter

–spinning and scratching like

you meant to DJ the lot of it

or at least



but oaf that you are

you failed to notice

–how fragile the Tea Cups were

–how delicate the balance on saucer,

–how half-empty the cream pitcher

breaking all

and sundry

like an elephant

. . .

an elephant in a China shop

with no regard

for the shards your trampling

left behind.


About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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