It has become clear: your head
was locked plushly in the toothless jaws
of a rabbit twice your size.
The rest of us were looking askance,
only vaguely aware, but distracted still
by the lights, variably hued, and voices
saying, Look here, look there,
at this and that silhouette.
Even the rabbit, with its large,
glazed-over eyes, looked up and away,
enraptured by the crossbeams
and exposed piping.
Yours were the only eyes so fully exposed,
absorbing the flash in the wide arc of your pupils.
Days later, emerging from developer,
our eyes dry fondly together and out.
The rabbit seems to disappear with time
and the danger we did not perceive
gives us a relief we don’t deserve.