one too many
rabbit holes
landed you here
confined
in your mind
your memory
frag
mented
talks to the
dormouse
on alternate days
sometimes
you reach for
doors
no keys
no handles
mirrors
shatter
reflecting
a sequel

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May 4, 2008 at 4:04 pm
amazing, visceral
May 4, 2008 at 11:56 pm
oh… I have just listened to the Needle and the Damage (Neil Young) and to read this too in one morning.
May 5, 2008 at 6:11 am
This was an interesting write.
May 6, 2008 at 1:00 am
Jo
thank you
May 6, 2008 at 1:01 am
Kim
yes–one on top of the other–a bit much
May 6, 2008 at 1:01 am
thanks Terry
May 6, 2008 at 10:54 am
excellent, great imagery
May 6, 2008 at 11:15 am
thanks Juliet