driving a white phantom around downtown,
sheltered in shadows of in metal, stone ominous gods
in search of a rabbit astray,
happened upon a man hole and tripped, found myself somewhere familiarly odd,
strange people talking backwards on cell phone, near pay phones,
Like a deck of cards file too and fro, on steel glass red bullets
And gone, gone in cold night
The invisible became visible, the nonexistent came to the plane
of my own in question existence, logic & proportion askew
keys in hand i stepped on to this lunar landing, pivoting on the direction of a voice,
Ran into a black rabbit, "You're late" my throat seizes, and looked straight into whiskey eyes, burning my throat
My heart races, against reason, doubt and despair, but the rabbit drags me along,
little walk in this strange place I should know, came upon a mad hatter and gawky caterpillar, a home i'd longed to find,
In black soft, enveloping rocks I listened and awed, at the reasonable nonsense I heard, tranquil beneath,
books, books, tome, and tomes, of deceiving lines and turna phrases that all walked right up and let you down beneath songs nobody heard
a spiced mint tea, and two hours later, the rabbit, became a queen, and I'd love to stay but reality seeps
a vibration, a click of the heels and I'm gone....
Back from Wonderland, Ladies and Gentlemen,
I can't wait to return....
PS. In case you were wondering, that was crappy free verse everybody!