The White Rabbit

Straight down the rabbit hole—
Never a goodbye, never a hello—
He is more nonsensical
Than you know,
Always in a hurry
To get nowhere fast,
Like the driver who’ll pass you,
So impatient, on the road
When you’re already speeding.
But he is late, late,
For a very important date—
Will call Mary Ann “Alice”
And Alice “Mary Ann.”
And what’s up with that?
Who is his dream girl anyway,
And does he even know?

a fat bee lands
on a lazy daisy . . .
the riverbank

Anna Cates

The White Rabbit

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