I want to be Alice in Wonderland
And own her possibilities
Wonder whether or not to take the pill
See if this will give me a drop
On a nicer line-
Something with a better design
The sound of rain beating down
Upon gray pavement
Thunder claps
People pull on caps and hoodies,
Tent papers and plastic bags over heads
Still can’t escape the explosion of
Wet splashing, sound clashing
Hazy curtain of rain
Soaks my clothes through to my skin
Lost my train of thought
To the winds, the chimes
Of time descend
A gathering vine to the vibe
