Remember Alice falling down the Rabbit Hole
This is you now
But instead of things falling down
They're going by
You see popcorn
You see parakeets
You play games
With what you see
Saying 'I Spy'
To nobody
Your memories are three feet deep
But your regrets are skating along the top
Like lily pads
You are madness adrift
With twelve kinds of maybe
Meandering around your boat
Answering questions
Out of order
And without equality
Destroying your gravity
By popping holes in the boat
Swallowing your chewing gum
Splitting your oars
Screaming into the water
To see if you can hear
An echo
You are drowning
On the surface
And people look at you
And see you floating
And assume you're fine
They spend their time
Worrying
About the people in the water
Not noticing the person in the boat
Going around and around
While the others get fished out
Or sink
Or swim
Or move on
You float
You float, don't you?
You float
But one can float forever
Feeling fearless and fine
While the water dries up
And the sand appears
And one day you're not in a boat
On the ocean
Which is sort of romantic
And poetic
And so, all right
One day you're sitting
On a bunch of lumber
Elaborate cardboard
A bunch of sawdust and glue
And a wonderful past
Too bad when you look at something
You can't see its past
You can't see what it was
When it was drifting
Waiting
Ready for something bigger
Waiting for something good
To come along
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