Rabbit - 24" x 24" $1,200

Somewhere in her middle
Was a stable, predictable rabbit
Yet the horizon to the right
Beckoned
Like a sailboat at sunset
No place she would rather be
Free and entwined at once
She fought the desire to flee
As much as she didn’t want to stay
About ninety percent, she surmised
The ten percent buried in weighted feet
She watched the horizon
Helplessly
As the sails faded into the distance
She pouted
And stewed
At the loss
Of her wild hare.