Oh, what I wouldn't give.
What I wouldn't give to fall down that hole.
That magical Rabbit Hole.
Alice, may I follow you?
May I follow you,
Down,
Down,
Down to that place where everything is nonsense?
Where everything that is isn't, and everything that isn't is.
Where lizards sweep chimneys and rabbits carry watches,
Where grinning cats who talk in riddles guide you when you're lost.
Where changing size is as simple as eating a snackā¦
And where the problems of everyday life melt away,
And leave in their stead a plethora of whimsical troubles
That can be solved by dancing, or by reciting a silly rhyme.
I'd like to leave this world,
And come to Wonderland to live how I always wanted to.
Oh, Alice. Won't you wait for me at the bottom of the Rabbit Hole?
Show me how to live there.
Lord knows I'll need a guide; someone who can teach me how things work there.
Tell me how to talk to crazy men in giant hats.
How to tell which half of the mushroom is which.
How to make peace with the flowers.
How to keep from losing my head.
And how to wake up when it gets to be too much,
And end up back at the bottom of our Rabbit Hole to try again.
Shall we go, Alice?
Please, Alice, won't you take me away from here?
Take me away from the shattered remains of what used to be a great life.
Let me follow you, and escape the things that drive me to the brink of madness.
And if I'm going to go mad,
I might as well go someplace where everyone else is mad, too, right?
And then maybe, someday, I'll be ready to go back.
Don't worry, I'll come visit.
And we'll go to mad tea parties and play croquet;
Have riddle contests with the Cheshire Cat;
Get lost in the forests and find our way back, laughing.
And, when curiosity gets the best of us,
We'll ignore our common sense,
And go looking for trouble in the strangest corners of Wonderland.
So, Alice, wait for me.
I'm coming down to meet you.
Won't you wait for me?
Please, meet me at the bottom of the Rabbit Hole, Alice.
Hey, there. Yeah, I know I should be working on my other stuff, but I figured that since I was so happy with this piece that I should upload it. I was at camp a few days ago - an arts camp, to be precise - and I was in a surrealism writing program. This is the piece that I read in our presentation at the end of the session. I was feeling particularly angsty when I was writing it, if you couldn't tell, and it was the day after the Alice in Wonderland festival (which was a mishmosh of Wonderland and Looking Glass, really) in which the entire camp got sucked down the Rabbit Hole. Yeah, my camp is pretty awesome. Anyway, I was getting annoyed with life, and was wishing I could go back to the day before, only to have it be the REAL Wonderland. And this came out of it, and I thought it was pretty good, so here you go.
