Written for Camp Potter: Arts and Crafts
Alice Longbottom
So similar to
Alice in Wonderland,
that extraordinary broken place
Just like you are now
Blue eyes staring blankly
Your mind is long gone by now, isn't it?
But
Sometimes you feel
The wind in your hair
And you see
Bright blue eyes
[so similar to your own]
Peering down at you
What the mind forgets, the body remembers
And the mind remembers again,
For a brief moment
And those eyes are confused
"Can you hear me, Mum?"
Maybe, maybe not
Reaching out your hands
(why is this so hard)
You give the only thing you can give
It's a candy wrapper
He accepts with a smile
You struggle against yourself
(No
I don't want to for—)
.
..
.
The mind forgets again
Back to that blissful, broken world
Where there is nothing painful
And nothing can harm you
