Wiping the tears from the foggy
looking glass medicine cabinet.
Withdrawal painted my irises red,
my nails broken into pieces
after trying to finger the white rabbits
who jumped out of the: "EAT ME
3x daily with food" bottle
down the drain, they rushed away.
Feeling small, but not small enough
for the chase. Because when I swallow
those rabbits, one-by-one, they hippity-
hop down my esophagus. I sit by the
tree and wait for the Jabberwocky
to consume me.
looking glass medicine cabinet.
Withdrawal painted my irises red,
my nails broken into pieces
after trying to finger the white rabbits
who jumped out of the: "EAT ME
3x daily with food" bottle
down the drain, they rushed away.
Feeling small, but not small enough
for the chase. Because when I swallow
those rabbits, one-by-one, they hippity-
hop down my esophagus. I sit by the
tree and wait for the Jabberwocky
to consume me.
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