Rabbits – Kim Goldberg

One morning the landscape got up and walked away. The rabbits were the first to notice. No grass to flirt in, no earth to tunnel, no gardens to decimate. Each rabbit gazed at its colleagues suspended in empty space. There was still an abundance of sky. But the horizon was as vague as a pointillist painting, having no terrain to conjoin with, no union of heaven and earth, as the Daoists would say.

With more free time on their paws, the rabbits spent much of it copulating. There was little else to occupy them. When the other species took measure of their collective situation and the impact of rampant rabbit fornication, the Animal Kingdom passed anti-copulation laws (which were really anti-rabbit laws because the other species knew how to keep their privates private or read a book or resort to auto-erotic techniques if need be).

The rabbits soon had enough progeny of voting age to repeal the anti-copulation laws and enact new laws mandating the construction of sexual amusement parks in every town. There were no raw materials with which to build these amusement parks or towns. So these items remained mental constructs until enough creatures had passed away from starvation that their bones could be used for scaffolding and their hides for tent canvas, awnings, slides, water beds, camel cabanas and many other applications.

Rabbit hedonism ensued for quite some while, with the other species sulking in the bleachers. Until one day, under a blue sky adrift in tufted clouds, a new landscape arrived seemingly out of nowhere. Much coitus interruptus occurred. The other species cheered and scurried to anchor themselves to the earth. This caused the new landscape (which was really an old and arthritic landscape that had been on the road too long) to drop dead from a heart attack. No one noticed.



Kim Goldberg is the author of seven books of poetry and nonfiction. Her surreal poems and tales have appeared in Augur, Big Smoke Poetry, Dark Mountain, Poetry Is Dead, and elsewhere. She ponders, wanders and watches birds (and rabbits) on Vancouver Island. Twitter: @KimPigSquash


Image: Jose Antonio Alba via Pixabay



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