Toby Haiku
Tall. Thin. Fast. Greyhound.
Eons spent in loud kennel.
Happy now on couch.
You might think it funny,
but this little bunny
loves to bounce back and forth;
maybe south, sometimes north.
Always jumping up and down
makes it difficult to frown.
Hippity hop to and fro’.
Just rabbit stuff, y’know?
Quietly eating grass,
nobody to harass.
Hopping over brush,
there ain’t no rush
Wiggling my small black nose.
it’s true that anything goes.
I see you up there.
It’s a most unfair
advantage from your claws
and me with only paws.
You think I’m your prey
most easy to slay
Afterall, I’m just a mark,
we all know hares have no bark
Sad for you
but it’s true
I’m a buck
with some luck.
Y’see, I’m quite tough to beat,
for I have four rabbits feet.
You should brace yourself
in the race for health.
Four paws are the springs
that will beat two wings.
With a jump off that rock
And a flip off you, hawk.
This coney’s no bore.
He knows parkour.
One Syllable Sex.
A look. A smile. A flirt of a word.
Right or wrong? Why care?
Shirt and bra. Fell to the floor. Pants. Skirt.
Be gone. Fly to the sky.
Lips to neck. Neck to ear. The crest of her breast.
Lips meet in fur.
He.
Us.
Love.
May.
King.
Must have you. Must be had.
Sweat and skin. Need it all.
Love. Sex. Fun. Heat.
One more time?