the rabbits
i sat tired and waited
did you hear something?
any messages left?
no, i shall get them
the light hit the room
cascading shadows
red couch so still
old lamp from 1940
did you hear the news?
i’ve been waiting
i know it’s cold
outside the stars peer downlook after mother
she is tired like i
woven basket
i asked her softly
car pulled in the driveway
back door shut?
it is cold outside
the carpet seemed to run up the walls
kitchen was hot from cooking
laughter leaked inside
i didn’t see you
who called?
it sounded like children at play
the door closed again
i was there
she said it had stopped
i could only ponder
is his office next to yours?
she said it was blue
i didn’t hear
train engine passes
flowers are growing
we sit at the table
it’s quiet
i can see her leg