Alice

A Lewis Carroll inspired bit of prose.

Some say I'm crazy; mad as a hatter.

I feel down this hole and can't find a ladder.

Tangled up with Alice, but I couldn't have her.

It is no matter; it's the rabbit I'm after.

I'm lingering in a fantasy like a sly cat smile. 

Wounded in a daydream with a world to inspire.

I've tried it all with Alice; a caterpillars pyre.

It is no matter; I don't want an empire.

This trail I walk illusions, a mock reality.

Fifty-one and marching, marching haphazardly.

I've tried it all with Alice, but she don't trust the queen.

It is no matter; I'm on to the next scene.

Jabberwocky, Jabberwocky. Do you exist? 

I've never read about you. Are you a twist?

I hear you're after Alice; Do you think she's a pest?

It is no matter; I'm on to the next. 

Some say I'm crazy. Mad is my state.

I feel down this hole and created my fate. 

Tangled up with Alice, but we couldn't relate.

I got a date with the rabbit and I'm already late.