down Alice’s hole the rhythm
and the poem ascended entwined
like a pair of cold snakes in heat
slithering around her thighs
and the meaning of the words thus became
the meaning of the music as well
as Alice kept singing - herself a chorus -
“I shan’t... I shan’t... I shan’t... I shall"
so Alice gave birth to a rabbit
while her body tenfolded size
and the rabbit gave birth to Alice
both heralds of my mind’s demise
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