Wonderland

As music softly plays,
I nod off.
Through the rabbit hole I go,
unwilling to stay awake.

Tea parties and unbirthday cake,
singing flowers and smoking catepillars,
an evil queen who wears a heart
but has none.
"Off with her head!"
This dream has become a nightmare.

Cymbal CRASH!
Back in the world of men,
groggy eyes
longing to drift back off.
I check the time.
Oh dear! I'm Late!