Cosmic vibrations and toxic inclinations Burning eyes suggesting prolonged stimulations, I prop open the window-to have a cigarette, But I fear the Red Queen beside me will chop off my head. - Now, I knew from the beginning that she was one of a kind, The way she would crack open my psyche and see what she could find. Strange chemicals in the savage desert sun- The way she would place flowers into the barrel of a gun. - Down the rabbit hole, to the dark side of the moon You are the mechanism to which wildflowers bloom. An act of passive resistance, you place your palm to a tree A testimonial expression of what it’s meant to be. - In a world of hate and violence, in the midst of a thermonuclear war, You are the one that I retain my sanity for. Wipe the tears away from your atmospheric eyes, Planetary currents under a starlit sky. - Although you are gone, I will always wait For Alice to return to the Mad Hatter’s domain.