Act I

the only thing (lurking) around the corner
is an ice-cream truck, exhibiting skin
(perforated) and a Mendelian
pattern of inheritance, Pet Rabbit
(doused in lighter fluid, lit on fire) by men

in respirator sand (white moon suits
imagined by a set of monozygotic
twins) stuffed by pieces into large steel drums
(followed by charcoal) using jerky eye
movements on behalf of a remarkable

little bunny man. His attempts to build
a nuclear reactor (in his mother's
shed) defied anticipation (by
increasing depravation) and growing fur
over scars (on his back) wearing

a mask (in the shed) which leads to
a pathogenic buildup of gene products,
and sharp startled movements of noise
(the direction of isotope production)
breaking codes for a potassium ion

(ray tube) dampening the acts of electrical
activity while enjoying a snuggle
and a snooze (bombarded with neutrons)
sustained by a chain reaction of poly
tri-nucleotide repeaters, leading

to anticipation. He opens his ears
to clear just a bit of wax and radioactive
isotope (americium-241
found in smoke detectors and postmortem tissue)
undermining our efforts to understand

Act II

his ear canals, not having the protection
of his ears (inside a hollow block
of lead) a tiny hole prick (or remorse)
shaped like a renaissance of interest
in pinkies, hops and jumps (alpha rays)

streaming out of tissue, used in conjunction
with a variety of technologies
and probes (more sensitive to sudden motion)
and noise. Now that his ears have fallen off
the mantles are coated with a compound

of thorium-232 (amenable bliss
for therapeutic agents who long to be
a house rabbit bombarded with neutrons
producing uranium-233,
which is fissionable, and appears to be

changing into global dopamine) strong enough
to get neutered and begin visiting
junkyards and antique stores in search of
radium-coated clocks (and the status
of serotonergic markers) in postmortem

tissue. He is trying to adapt to life
without his ears. He bought a clock
for $10, decreased the prefrontal
cortex of test subjects (left untreated
with anti-psychotic drugs) ran through

a fire (combusted from rabbit scat
dried into a salt form) identified
the mechanisms of rabbit society
(home care) and pulverized with a hammer
his delineated ability

Act III

to bind nicotine and muscatel
into big chunks of skin and fur (the neutron
bullets of his zygote gun, now moving
too fast) proving he is able to enjoy
being with people (small foil-wrapped cubes

of thorium ash and uranium powder
held together with duct tape) close to death,
(blackened and reeking) a mysterious
gray powder (small disks and mercury switches)
in a pie pan (a Pyrex cup) a milk crate

(Silence, followed by stupendous cheers)

03/10/2006

Author's Note: published in Sein und Werden

Posted on 03/10/2006
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