2010/12/06 Cannot Make Sense Poem by Margaret Alice

Molten lead in my head, doing my duty
while falling – Alice still falling down the
rabbit hole while coping with keyboard
and console, watching the screen while
the world’s flashing by

Picking sweet things at random to arrest her
progress by growing and stretching, drums in
her ears all unnerving, the clock standing still
and meaning disappears while she cries with-
out shedding tears for fear

That the fall will take forever and she can never
stop and gather her wits, her thoughts are
scattered, she cannot make sense of the
events in this strange atmosphere…