Sweet Alice she follows the white rabbit
whilst tripping through looking glass walkways
Not a sister but trapped in a habit
she is a lassie of the nightly days.
The queen of seduction plays with your heart
then chases the bunny to reach her high.
Innocent stories of a tasty tart
now reveal the dance in cocaine’s sky.
Visions of LSD play with the mind,
light sparkles into the mirage’s glow.
A trip of soul recreation in kind
entranced entrapped, she has no where to go.
Drink me, her mind succumbs to illusion
swallowed like a glass of purest water
Eat me, she finds the endless confusion
addiction’s victim of modern slaughter.
© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.
Toko Bunga Wates
5 years ago
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