Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Alice's Song

Looking at my looking glass,
“This isn’t me,” I said,
“What happened to my pinafore?
“Why are my eyes so red?”

And my reflection, as the thing
Is wont to do, replied,
“I don’t know who you think you are,
But I am on your side.”

The Pinafore we left behind,
Abandoned on a reef;
The ship went down as you went down
On somebody named Steve.”

“We drank enough to drop a mule.
I can’t remember why
My face fell in the toilet bowl
A-swirling, ‘Let me die.’”

“Well, die, I haven’t done that yet.
Well, that’s what people say.
If you return my boxer shorts,
I’ll read your résumé.”

“Miss Rabbit, show the young man out.
He must have things to do.
Some hearts to break or notes to take.
(I would, if I were you.)”

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