Patches of flame spread
in regions
of the wonderland I
used to know
...
Bright solid yellow
distant crowned ball
melts;
amplifies the depressed
...
“Can you spare 22 minutes? ”
He wanted me –
here. To be with him.
Beside him.
...
Oh Love!
Why?
Why must a heart
Be bloody shattered,
...
Panic! In Wonderland
Patches of flame spread
in regions
of the wonderland I
used to know
as it roared and
ate its’ way up
the chocolate hills cried
corrupted,
salty and sour strawberry swings and slides,
plagued plains of peaches and mocha!
She worries …
every ticking second.
Vanilla volcano will soon erupt
but;
dark cherries oozed instead! She’s
baffled!
So was I –
What used to be lovely,
crawls like a leper
burning and fading,
I am.
To cinders, we all
shall turn
soon.