I had a heart then,
but then the Queen drowned in a tea cup,
overflowing with complacency.
It’s delicate porcelain shape
a study in the emotionless.
A Jack of hearts slipped in,
To steal it all away.
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 11:11 PM UTC
I had a heart then,
but then the Queen drowned in a tea cup,
overflowing with complacency.
It’s delicate porcelain shape
a study in the emotionless.
A Jack of hearts slipped in,
To steal it all away.
I don't know how many people watched SyFy's Alice in Wonderland, but the idea of emotions as a tea that you can drink really struck me. I love using it in writing poems.
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