Loss
I am losing the love of my life.
I want my Rabbit. And she’s the only real person I know -- she translates the world for me often -- directing me -- illuminating the way people with each other work. Without her I feel -- nothing.
She is the only person I am sexually free with. She occupies me in a way that no one else can...but she doubts me.
When I feel some rage, or loss I use redirection alot to get rid of those feelings...but she was somehow still affected. We’ve been quiet alot. We’re two of the same kind - quiet, poetic, soft and hard and loud all at the same time. I want my Rabbit. I thought it would be easy to give her up...
but I want my Rabbit.











