Down mindless paths
I follow fast
And seek to know the reason
Did Alice understand
her quest
or recognize the treason?
A hurried sleep
passes evenings reaping
hollowing remission
I swallow pills
effortless fill
endless ill
I endure your will
And only answer to that smile
a daily hour
encompasses a sour aftertaste
As I waste away to nothingness
in your powerful embrace
What was the noise?
Where are the toys
of my lost abandoned childhood?
Did I throw them down
to a bloodhounds dinner
to be the only children
left to find the long, long
way into adulthood?
Where is my little girl?
She whirls and whiles away….