Aces and spaces of hatters with tea platters

I want out

Out of this crazed, mad house of a mind...

 

Stuck in the insanity of my own head...my imagination bleeds... smearing my dreams.

 

Scent of decay..grows pungent in this small...cramped space.

 

I trap fire flies but they always go out...they would rather be unlit and lifeless than accompany me in this deranged, burning sensation of psychosis.

 

Dandelion fluff melts to the touch...

 

Yet, I fear winters screaming...

 

The worry creeping about like frost does, to unsuspecting limbs.

Tipsy...topsy....turvey....

 

Anyone care for some tea?

Coffee perhaps?

 

Maybe something... stronger....

 

 

To black out the distinguished, vile, images of that sun...

 

DON'T TOUCH THOSE ROSES!

Why?..... you...ask...WHY?!

 

Oh-

 

Well silly, the paint hasn't dried yet!

 

What paint?

 

How did you think they're red?

 

They weren't just sprouted that way of course...

 

Oh look! There that's cat!

 

 

Where?

 

Over there

 

Here!

 

In that tree!

 

Oh go check the pond!

 

 

Who's she?

 

 

 

She's who?

 

 

No I've never seen her

 

 

Oh that's Alice!

 

 

Who?

 

What's an Alice?

 

 

No I've never met her-

 

 

 

I just said?

 

 

Said what?

 

 

You've gone looney!

 

 

 

Who's looney?

 

 

 

What's a looney?

 

 

 

Sh sh shhh here comes the rabbit

 

 

 

What rabbit?

 

 

The late one, of course!

 

 

 

 

What?

 

Since when does a rabbit care about time?

 

I've never seen one with a watch.... goodness what have you been imagining?

 

 

No, I never mentioned a rabbit, we don't have those here.

 

 

 

What a strange one you are...

Me? Oh I'm.... I'm...cripes what is my name-

 

I'm anyone and no one at all!

 

 

Hm? Here?

 

 

What's this place you ask?

 

 

 

Well...hm...I wonder...

 

 

This is a...place....but I'm afraid I don't this it has a name...

 

 

Rabbit hole? What rabbit? Where?!

 

 

You don't know?

 

Know what?

 

 

What's the matter dear?

 

 

 

You don't seem happy at all... you must be lost in this wonderland hm?

 

 

What?

 

Wonderland? That's what you call this place?

 

 

Oh me? I've never heard such a silly name...

 

 

Strange...how time seems..to just never move, isn't it odd?

 

 

What ever do you mean?

 

                                      Time always goes about darling, don't you know this?

 

 

Oh look! Tea time!

 

What on earth! You can't wear that to tea!

 

 

I suppose we can't change you about now...

Hm?

 

              What ever do you mean?

 

 

 

  ......Tea?

                 

 

No, no I prefer coffee love, whenever did I say tea?

 

 

Silly girl