Alices in holes,
swaying in the
land of mirrored
doors. Stiffed
Humpties on walls,
in the distant light.
Dumped my faith,
once, twice, three times
dumped it. So, you see,
chopped my own heart,
had to.
Will you have me
around your table,
Mad Hatter, sir,
'cause i'd suit so well,
into a merry go-round.
No more me to
hand out, delusional
believer in stories,
made up stories
in snow faked globes.
Oh yes, of course,
i can pass the sugar,
we ran out of salt.
Shall we overdose now,
from a sweetened slumber?
Apr 29, 2016
Apr 29, 2016 at 1:17 PM UTC
Alices in holes,
swaying in the
land of mirrored
doors. Stiffed
Humpties on walls,
in the distant light.
Dumped my faith,
once, twice, three times
dumped it. So, you see,
chopped my own heart,
had to.
Will you have me
around your table,
Mad Hatter, sir,
'cause i'd suit so well,
into a merry go-round.
No more me to
hand out, delusional
believer in stories,
made up stories
in snow faked globes.
Oh yes, of course,
i can pass the sugar,
we ran out of salt.
Shall we overdose now,
from a sweetened slumber?
30.04.2016
