don't ask Alice

i play with dolls
make tiny furniture
while the dark vortex
swirls beneath

shadows are my friends
now
the ghosts that wake me up
at night 
are now polite

power is a lovely thing
​
 suffering isn't so bad
 when it brings all the answers

my mentor came out
of the dark
when i was still 
seeking the light
that blinds

i fell down the rabbit hole
 knowing i was not alice
i held the queen
of hearts sword
and cut my heart out
she buckled beneath
the thin card she was made of

i watched alice follow the  silly rabbit
who couldn't even tell  time
his confusion would kill her

while alice was signing her life away
i fell in  love with the mad hatter
his chaos was my cup of tea
and i drank it

alice didn't pet
the cheshire cat
while i smoked his hookah
she ran frightened
 into the woods
i pet his purple stripes

until
he purred
slipped into my ear
told me 
that he was the hanged man
and he was the joker

the tarot cards
leaves on the tree

i plucked each one
threw them into the darkness
 and we both laughed
when alice ran
​
he grinned so wide
i walked inside

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