ask alice
foot stuck in rabbit hole rabbits cower
forest used to be magical where did the
magic go?
lost in synapses of MRI machines rabbit
holes magnetic aliceaprill held inside
while technicianrobot with dead eyes
searches for her soul AWOL these long
years of living the dream old house deshabille
is getting to thee no?
strange mustyholes black rot in floorboards
moistghosts flatten themselves +enter they
number in the hundreds maybe thousands
they pity you
tethered still to matter
what’s the matter?
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..the creature within can only gaze through the pane
smudged or rosy; it cannot separate off from the body
like the sheath of a knife or the pod of a pea for a single instant..
Virginia Woolf On Being Ill 1925 (16 yrs. pre-suicide at 59)
Winter 2024 ..to look these things squarely in the face..
would need the courage of a lion tamer.. Virginia Woolf
songanddancegirl 