Been dancing the lobster
quadrille with the Crying
Mock Turtle, sobbing,
wallowing in self-pity
Though not ready yet
to join the Queen of
Hearts in playing
croquet, at least
Strong enough to
dream of life again,
calm enough to stop
feeling guilty about
Being alive, and brave
enough to think about
my new storybook hero
Zapotek van Heerden!
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