Down the Rabbit Hole

Alice By Karen Hogan //

Down the Rabbit Hole by Natalee Wilding //

Down the rabbit hole

into the thick darkness

of this tunnel 

f

    a

          l

               l

         i

n
      g

through the uncertainty.


I dive head first. 

Fall until I see the 

caterpillar with the 

hookah 

his mouth tasted of ash.

So along I meander 

past the hatter who’s 

handled too much m

                                e

                                r

                                c

                                u
  
                                r

                                y.

I can’t stay here with this madman.

Falling again

this time upon her majesty, 

playing gin, and badly.

Her             e

           h                 a

                     r

            t

is not ever going

to be enough for me. 


Unlike Alice I make this 

j       o       u       r      n      e      y,

not with a 

perpetually non-punctual, 

perturbed, cottontail

but with a unbridled hope

for you. 


Hands together

journeying to the end of the 

wonderland.

I awake next to you,

realizing I have changed

but not entirely.