Acid TripA Poem by StacyPerry
Reaching into the rabbit hole,
Grasping something that isn't whole Bringing it to the surface's dirt, Staring at it as it's hurt Patching the wounds with tender care, Knowing that I did not hurt this hare Bandaged and nursed back to health, I now watch it hop away with stealth Back down the rabbit hole it goes, Then I see something else arose It was my new furry friend, A rose within it's furry hand A bow it gave to me that day, A rose I took and it ran away As I sat and held my American Beauty, I awoke to the sounds of music coming from me A song had been stuck in my brain, Don't go through the looking glass Alice it would explain My name was not Alice and there was no glass to look, Yet I was completely conscious with a rose in hand that a rabbit handed to me & I took I gather the moral of the story within this tale, Too much acid might just bring things to life or make an old story into a true tale. © 2010 StacyPerryReviews
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Added on July 20, 2010Last Updated on July 22, 2010 AuthorStacyPerryAshtabula, OHAboutI have another profile on here I can not get into, so I had to start a new one. Please read ALL of my Poetry and Writings on this page and my old site on here [in which I have a lot of work.....*a tea.. more..Writing
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