Holograms Are People Too

I ask you for a favour. I creep forward, With my head slightly bowed Like Manuel approaching Fawlty Fearing the assured explosion That doesn’t disappoint by erupting With a torrent of rage, words flying from Places that can’t be imagined by others Each, like a guided missile Your cunning anger Seeking new weaknesses More quickly than I can Retreat and cower Behind my logic I got news for you buddy: Rock breaks scissors Scissors cuts paper Paper covers rock. And rage beats logic. Aim, Fire....Pow! Direct hit! Look at that bastard scurry for cover! He’s twice our size, but he’s a coward! What kind of man are you? You’re pathetic. I f***ing hate you. You make me sick. I’m like a hologram When faced with her rage. Like a sheep or a quivering rabbit No, wait, a hologram rabbit. Why do I have to be like Harvey? Actually, I’m probably a little shorter, but just as invisible. And just as sad. In the end, maybe I’m more Like Elwood than Harvey Or Manuel. I’m smart, but also pleasant. Okay maybe, I’m not like Elwood either. But maybe that’s just my logic talking. So, I do what any hologram rabbit with an Ounce of self preservation would do. I run away, scuttling like a crab escaping hungry seagulls on a beach. Or maybe more like A 6’1” hologram rabbit Imitating Andrew Sachs