Alice In Wonderland

i must remember alice.
and when i remember alice,

i must again remember
the wonderland: where

rabbits talk and caterpillars
smoke where Humpty Dumpty

always has a story to tell
where politics become

but a fantasy, where riddles
come like fables and

parables. after all these
imaginings, i am lost

and then, i forget alice.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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