Alice After Falling
White walls, without edges
Light bouncing off uncomfortably
Such a small world.
Down the rabbit hole
Alice fell.
And they locked her up tight.
Scrunched, Cold, Broken
And they just shoved another pill
Down her throat...
How does that help clean up the mess?
Little Alice,
Wandered through Wonderland
Had herself a Tea Party with a Mad Hatter
And it was utterly Fantastic!
Nonsense, though
In a world filled with Logic and Rules
Imagination, though
In a world full of straight lines
Isn't Acceptable
Isn't Encouraged.
Tears, unbidden
Hiding, in a corner
Lost, somewhere in her own mind
Recalling
Chasing after a white rabbit
Innocently dreaming of the unknown
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