Theoretical Lessons In Dating For The Maddest Hatter and His AliceTicTac And Toe~

~well that's a mouthful~

I’m not your conventional

lover

you see

it would be best you take the roses

to someone who is not wildly

allergic to them

to someone with less

of a fascination

with thorns around the rosy wrists

and it be wise

if you left my chair alone

so I can perch at the side of the wine glass

while you dabbed

embarrassment from your cheeks

making excuses

to a waiter who got the joke

and got the girl

in his unconventional Cadillac

at the stroke of midnight

while my ponytail flounced in gold threads

around the severe corners

giggling terrestrial rabbits tattoed

on the inside of my cheeks

bent

hood ornament of a queen’s diamond spleen

exuberant, I in a top hat of stars

over shoulder fair

grinning

“You said stroke.”

 

“the more

            complex the mind

the more

            The need for play”

 

and so

I declare

my bestseller writhing under mass production

“Theoretical Lessons In Dating For

            The Maddest Hatter

                 and  His AliceTicTac And Toe The Line”

 

better reinforce that sofa Oprah

I got Tom’s cruise in my hips

and webbed feet that followed me

home

with the decayed punk rock prince

from potty water rides at CBGB’s

where

conventional love

became trite

in my two step with pinned butterfly boys

who ate jabberwocky pie

with roses

while I sneezed my way

through a mushroom collage

in a magik bathroom

sorely in need of a good scrubbing

 

Roses are for poses

bring me the head

of John the Saxist

 

“I said head”

 

Now then brave stems in a concrete meadow

Who wants to play tic tac and toe the line

With a wild girl

allergic

to

roses?

 

 

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Author's Note

this is how we do it in underland~ still want a date ?~ lol

Reviews

[asdarkeyesclose]

'giggling terrestrial rabbits tattoed

on the inside of my cheeks

bent

hood ornament of a queen’s diamond spleen

exuberant, I in a top hat of stars

over shoulder fair

grinning

“You said stroke.”'

i love all the fantasy elements in this poem, this is how i imagine underland with the white rabbit's puff ball tail and nothing too serious. i'll remember not to give you roses as you're allergic though! this poem has a wonderful abstract quality, so surreal, i love the way you play with words and ideas, the poetry following almost breathlessly, images that are immediately recognizable blend with surreal twists and turns creating a unique vision of the world. You make it look so easy! Incredible writing!

[.]

haha ...probably...

[EverEmma]

AGH! SO good! What a fantastic eHarmony page that would make! I love how the the words bounce along like the white rabbit as you read them. This poem really just made the last nine minutes I have left today and will probably make the next 9 minutes of tomorrow. Selene, you just made underland wonderful. Thank you.

[jenubouka]

Loved it. I love the rawness of your words and mere presence in the poem. Not for the faint minded.

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

I love the fairytale elements of this piece. Some parts made me smile in laughter especially "better reinforce that sofa Oprah, I got Tom’s cruise in my hips". This brilliant work in more ways that I can say. Awesome write. Nicely done.

[SkinlessFrank]

it would be best you take the roses

to someone who is not wildly

allergic to them

to someone with less

of a fascination

with thorns around the rosy wrists


Oh how "your jaws bite and claws catch" The guy who does get to play must be be feeling galumphment.

[Aidz]

Id date the Mad Alice in a heartbeat, tripped from the small cupcakes left beside my bedsit and scratched in teacups plastered on the walls on my conscience

[Crow]

My dear this piece should make any desiring male stand up and run...to you.

This piece was superb in flow and imagery.

[Liza]

i adore your unpredictability - you ignite senses like no other

[Cafe Reader]

If I were a straight man . . . . you kno what, hell with it, Erik and I will date you anyway. Your imagination IS the ultimate candy shop for us enchantment starved folk!


better reinforce that sofa Oprah

I got Tom’s cruise in my hips

and webbed feet that followed me

home

with the decayed punk rock prince

from potty water rides at CBGB’s

where

conventional love

became trite

in my two step with pinned butterfly boys

who ate jabberwocky pie

with roses

while I sneezed my way

through a mushroom collage

in a magik bathroom

sorely in need of a good scrubbing



I wonder who needs the good scrubbing? (; Clever allusion!