Empty Fob Hangs From The Rearview Mirror

On Easter
each year
we massacre
chocolate bunnies
of various sizes
and cacao percents.

If they were not hollow
I would eat their hearts first

on the theory
there is more rabbit luck
in the heart
than in a rabbit’s foot.

The one solid
chocolate bunny
I did find
had no individual organs.
I used my
Swiss Army knife
to cut a heart
out of the body
and mounted it
on a key chain
but my luck ran
all over the dashboard
the first day
the sun heated
the car’s interior
to one hundred
and four degrees.

copyright © 2021 Kenneth P. Gurney

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