Rabbit and Rose
Jennifer Rouch
Beside me black plastic
Wires, resistors, and voices.
My children's, telling me
They miss me,
But they want to stay
With the man that hurt me for years
And hurt them.
Only now, to hurt me worse,
He's playing nice
And with innocence
And piping voices
They believe him.
Black plastic.
Please stop talking to me
In my children's voices
Please stop telling me
That he's changed.
I know what he is
I know what he will do
As soon as there's no one to impress
And black plastic,
You will cry again with my children's voices
And there will be little I can do
To save them.