a rock rabbit
in a box
seated
on a wooden chair
trussed up
nakedness dressed
with leather belt
oldest boldest
coldest
lot
 
the room
or summed up bubble
hold
the room
or bubbling atom cell
that room
or chamber grayish
in a building
known as such bold
folded stone
a state building
sold
to an empire penitentiary
then come a shade awaiting somewhere
amiss --
but told
when untold in a yew-all country
-- yonder
 
the breathing issue
raised
a question of testing
something
a steel-lunged bean
a something machine
or something
no body will name
 
that burning review
a question of
testifying virtuous blessed rulers
and all kinds of untainted
crack-downers
helpe hell-bound wrongdoers
-- something a healing
 
smooth as every hand will feel it
no eye would step aside of it
no mouth would call it
a rough killer tool,
it's not like a machine-gun
it's no bazooka no mortar
some hands would feign to repel
don't call it
smooth slaying engine
it doesn't kill
it just stills
by swelling and flattening
something
you call
life
 
the engineer was so humane
a guy
so heartful a builder
worth coming big name
his heart's hide holds
a glowing jewel
no diamond light would ever challenge
to-day's time's a rehearsal
a matter of making sure
whether the steam-hissing craftsmanship
was still working or not
a matter of preventing it from conking out
when time come
for its truest use
 
and gloomy d
day should be
success screwed in ev'rybody's
hampered mind
flattened
 
unquestioned,
the making of flower vending swarms
flourished
around the grayish squares
 
today is the black rabbit's
dee day
don't ask which wrongdoing
the black rabbit did
to deserve deepest sopor
-- the reward-worded
penalty
the court said to be the very best
they could ever give him
 
this one
versus them all
       their best
being his worst
that life giving
death
that death-giving
 
a reward-called
punishment
-- death will yield
peace to the ruling
heart