Rabbit-Hole EndsA Poem by Desert Knavea sonnet for Alice
I don't know where
This rabbit-hole ends Or what all of this Truly portends But it's getting Harder to pretend That I'm not wanting Those dividends Alice, I'm not Trying to offend But, I'd love to be More than just friends For I must know where This rabbit-hole ends Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2023
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Added on September 2, 2024 Last Updated on September 2, 2024 AuthorDesert KnavePhoenix, AZAboutI am in my mid-60's, a manic-depressive, seldom impressive, often recessive poet who loves the ocean, rain, the desert, and playing with rhyme. I am a native Arizonan, a Virgo, and a hair metal fan an.. more..Writing
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