Alice’s Hole

Inhabited between
wild things
wonderful things
Who Am I?
no longer a main priority
no longer stapled to a better forever
determining worth and future

I Am the problems I’m not letting go of

I Am the energy and struggle to do better
in this Magical universe
reincarnate like eggs in a nest

My wonderful soul is witchin’ on Cosmic music
soundin’ brighter than the sun to every Poet
drivin’ everything fresh
alive
caressin’ the Muse between my breasts

The most clouded minds
find a way into the Beautiful

Let’s Dance that jive a bit confused
alone together
Inhabited between
wild things
wonderful things
greatly used into a smile strangely grinning
through the tiny garden door
higher than high

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