Dust bunnies now cloud my mind
like the cumulus shaped ones
we used to imagine
during the days we gazed up into the sky
Just like the porcelain rabbit figurines
which lined the China cabinets
in our formal dining room.
Had they hopped from their rabbit holes all the way
from China? I always wondered as a
child.
When did it change from careless afternoons
watching the clouds to greater responsibilities looming overhead?
At what age did it become a question about China’s historic
Great Wall instead of a misnomer involving a tiny, fragile, hare?
Adulthood, you are a sneaky, unsuspecting tumor.
How on Earth did the clouds float away so fast and
the cancer spread so quickly?
