Alice in Wonderland: 3

Chasing white Bunny
Girl Alice finds Wonderland.
Taste pleasure, drink pain.

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Down a deep dark Hole
Falling past Beasts with two backs.
Past too fast to touch.

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When do cats eat bats?
Who gets high from eating pie?
Dreaming as she fell.

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సర్ Sarah

యు'రీ లాఫింగ్ ఫర్ నూ రీఅసన్
బ్రిఘ్త్ సున్బెఅమ్స్ ఫిల్ డి ఎయిర్
యు స్మైల్ దీస్పితీ డి సిఇజన్లూ
మై ఫింగెర్స్ తాసీ యువర్ హెయిర్.

శీ'స క్రయింగ్ ఇన్ డి కార్నెర్
ఎఎస్ రెడ్ ఫ్రాన్ మౌర్నింగ్
ఐ కాన్నోత్ బార్ తూ లిఇవ్ హర
మై తోంగుయే లూన్గ్స్ ఫర్ డి తస్తింగ్.

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yu'ree laaphing phar noo reeasan
bright sunbeams phil di yeyir
yu smail deespitee di siijanloo
mai phingers taasee yuvar heyir.

shee's qraying in di qaarner
yeyes red phron mourning
ai qaannoot baar too liiv har
mai tonguye loongs phar di tasting.

Wild

Taking in my first breath of cold morning air;
stretching out as the sun's warmth hits my face;
feeling the air rush past as I run;
listening to the staccato taps of my feet touching the ground;
smelling the earth, the plants, the bird poo...as I
hungrily suck sweet air through my nose;

The muscles in my legs coil and just for a moment, I'm flying.

I break the surface and I do not fall. It's almost another world. So peaceful. It's just another type of flying as I push myself through the water.

The sun is truly out now and the world is hot. I smell the sweat on my body and my belly growls for food. But the ground is cool and soft.

Under a leafy tree I sigh and bite into an apple. Crunchy, juicy, sweet.

Then a moment of reflection, alignment with God,
emerging with a knowing. Doubts melt away.

An enticing scent,
a wonderful view,
an engaging talk,
then a tasty meal.

The Accident

It roamed through the mess.
It moved without rest.
Not knowing how long it had roamed.
It knew all there is to be known.

Nothing beyond reach.
It would fit no niche.
An existence with no meaning.
There can be no such thing.

It raised the Phoenix from the ashes.
A babe suffers thirty-nine lashes.
He said "You are mine to barter."
She said "You are not my master."

It is perfect. Is it good?
Do not ignore its need for food.
It is complete. Is it whole?
Something solid does not have holes.

Questions without answers,
might put you in danger.
But how can you trust,
someone who's a stranger?

Pressure

This burning inside me. It demands to be free.
I fight it, push it down. It always comes back stronger,
should I set it upon the world, be rid of it?

No, I will not.
Finally, I understand, I accept, it is Mine.

The pressure boils upward, the pain is dreadful and exquisite.
Limits expand, I see the edge of the world.
How could I smother the fire again?