Brittle, and white too.

porcelain rabbits that turn into something
eyes that are incompatible with

last year’s delightful splash in the waters
of daylight
I want them all to go away
light whispering white plastic eyes unreflective
like angels white
only not quite
as etiquette-driven
they sparkle in darkness to keep them alone
and radiate to make them feel a bit better
they’ve plastic-wrapped everything, nothing gets dirty
nothing that nobody cared about ever
sparkling white plastic rabbit
like royalty,
void.