To Thy Own Self Be Fucked

A bunny in raven’s skin
raw nerves and proximity panic
contained within
a suit, smart and black
levers and pulls
operated by whiskers and toes
ensconced in dreaded diligence
to stand sentinel
over every horror of life
from pilfered offspring, altricious
to political deception, malicious
the work
never done is
the disguise
never dropped can be
a blank, bleak despair
embraces daily all
either hop lowly
amongst the vast architecture of oppression
or wing it highly
keeling and reeling through the nightmare
the dark presence
and its darker shadow
falling over your own kind
who recognize wrongly
vigilance for paranoiac hubris
and condemn a true stately raven
back into rabbit skin to wear craven

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