“Meeting Alice in the Rabbit Hole” by Kayley Thompson

Alice, won’t you take me to Wonderland?

All my troubles up in smoke

Surrounded by such odd

And peculiar folk.

 

Alice, what lies within Wonderland?

Drink this and make me smaller

To see the world anew.

Eat this to make me taller

Oh, the time and how it flew!

 

Alice, can I stay here in Wonderland?

Nothing ever has to make sense;

It’s nothing like the real world,

Cold, violent, and dense.

 

Alice, I’m losing my Wonderland.

The haze is clearing,

The floor is gone; I’m about to fall

And after all I’m fearing

That I never really left at all…

Posted on May 6, 2016, in Poetry Spring 2016 and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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