I am Alice, the medium
I seek the way
I bow before you
I am not the enemy
I know once you play with nature
there’s no going back
She had confronted the jabberwocky
He was a witness to the substitute
these people clearly had a problem.
So here comes goodbye, she cried.
the gravel road beckoned
don’t let the door hit you—wipe the mirror clear
the Prince replied
I need to see past the rain
I’ll fill you in later
not anything we need to discuss at length
She leaned closer
put her face inside the reflecting pool
as Katya M. Cartouche, April’s Fool
danced alone in the moonlight
to Alicia Keyes
to, It’s On Again
I am a lonely hero, crooned the Prince
get up my brother, she meowed
with your bad self
and talk dirty to me
I don’t speak your language
got lipstick stains
on my passport and no exit visa
What is this chemistry you speak of?
The mirror smoldered
as Alice fell through the looking-glass
tumbling down into the fiery maze
help, I don’t understand, she cried
lately I’ve been losing sleep
but I’m HAPPY
counting stars in this far country
but, there is evidence of genetic disorder here.
Let it Go Alice!
the mirror argued
Here I will stay
until you find your way back
let the storm rage on
take that money
watch it burn
everything that kills you
makes you feel alive
the heat never bothered you anyway.