top of page

rachel rabbit white


we’ve still not begun


I put away my spell today

and level with myself


when has one not killed

what it is they love

by virtue

of loving it


I know I said here lies

the disillusioned

the disintoxicated

those who’d hoped:

never again


after midnight in the grocery store

with a sudden longing

for each fluorescent aisle


in flow from sleep to day

following where the path

has been laid


each man kills the thing he loves


I could cry


but when I contemplate you

as you contemplate me

it’s like hypnosis

in that I use only positives

to hear only yes

my body, the body

of a lake


uncry for me


what does it look like to be there

what does it feel like

I want to feel how you feel

not know how you feel


how many have begged


I write the word to call upon it

pleasure

turning it over in my mouth


sex about sex

or god not about god

but sex


returning to air

to mouth

to same

I repeat its name

same


together we build a bed

greater than all of the beds in all the cities

I ask the universe, airdrop it to me


I know love is a construct

I know body is a construct

but you can’t tell me

so please now tell me:

when have I not

killed my loving


like how I think I am the fucking ocean

wanting to give endless resonance

using my song to amplify yours


No doubt, I rise and fall

I rise I fall and rise and fall




rachel rabbit white//@rachelrabbitwhite

bottom of page