Rabbits

It’s the rain

The ménage a trois 

Inside the television 

I’m going to find out one day

Without hostile precision 

I have heard those things said before

Legs high

Smoke and screaming 

Her mouth scrapes against glass

It was a man in a green suit

I will bet you both wonder 

I am going to get them 

There was a call for you 

Were you blonde?

Something’s wrong 

Something’s wrong 

Did he say something? 

I am not sure 

I saw it too 

There’s something like that in there 

It happened before 

Who could have seen?