Trip to Wonderland

The mad hatter
runs with his tea
splish splash laugh
says he with glee

Past roses painted
with red like blood
“off with their heads”
full fields flood

Always late- Rabbit
falls far behind
tiny typing keys
so very hard to find

Alice can you see?
Your head is so high
hanging with the caterpillar-
wings blooming in the sky

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She Writes Chaos
She Writes Chaos

Written by She Writes Chaos

Polyamorous girl, submissive, poetry writer. Here are my thoughts, judge them as you will.

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