RUN RABBIT

running across the rooftops
she finds herself
atop the old barbershop
loot in hand
horizontal flagpole
grips and swings
lache, toward a second floor
balcony across the street
take hostage the family of three
run rabbit run
with your bag of prizes
a lukewarm gun
fired last above the skulls
of security on post
run rabbit run
job is nearly done
loot secured
lose the pig
the burglar shot
she was just a kid
playing in the night
cops and robbers
her blood clogs the gutter
where she lies
child thief in the night