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Harebrained motherfucker
gone to ground
down
the rabbit hole.
Hare, hound, and fox gather
at the twilight dancing party,
chasing one another’s tail.
Middle-night half-truths,
Actaeon’s hound
admits it was a cluster fuck
but with no remorse.
The hare quivers in darkness,
the hound on the scent
tonight does fox
stop joking
about live and let live?