Trix r 4 Kids

Being given away, credit cards in
cereal boxes, by a rabbit hugging
a dollar sign. Spoon your way to the win!
says the cartoon blissfully mugging,
who I've known longer than most of my friends,
and know well enough to ignore his tugging.
I peel a scab from the corner of
my face and flick the flake of flesh away.
I test the drip and more blood smears my thumb
than anticipated. I never pray
anymore. I am not waiting for love.
The rain stays perched in the clouds today.
I clot the cut with a paper towel
and can't help heed the cartoon rabbit's howl.