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