WonderlandA Poem by Andrew JohnFreeverseYou stare into your upside-down top hat, gaze at thoughts kept there as you peer within that weird cavity like Alice gazing into a rabbit hole. Do you see a fantasy world in that magic hole? That weird stuff appears so real to you in that top hat where thoughts and dreams accrue as if in a gap in the ground, a magic pit, dear Alice? Or is that dream a giddy glimpse of your strange self? Are you an Alice looking down a hole, though gazing at
a ghoul that goggles back like something that peers purposefully from a distorted mirror? (27 Jul 2023) © 2023 Andrew JohnReviews
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