HOT MILK DRIPPING
Contest : Alice through the Wormhole
Sponsor : Tom Woody
29. 7.26
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warm sun sweet liquid
dark moist hole bristles soft sand
wonder exquisite
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ALICE
She basked in warm mid-morning sun drinking rooibos tea with almond biscuits. Her dollies speaking dolly lingo to marching ants. An indigo beam of sunlight rayed into her forehead, delivering jolts to her ladybird reverie.
Instantly Alice saw it. A tiny dark gasping hole in the flaking courtyard wall through which a caterpillar was c r a w l i n g, beckoning her to
f o l l o w.
“Come,” he said, “with me, through MY intricate hole. I want to show YOU wonders beyond wOnders.”
eyes to eyes magnetised
a curious movement SSSSSSS
body lost legs, arms, neck SSSSS
brain smoking shrinking SSS
ears disappearing S
ribs increasing
she felt an organ growing
on the roof of her mouth
transmutation into worm or
serpent
how was she to know ?
Her dollies started whimpering, ants stopped in their tracks, wall flaked some more
shedding skin
ALICE with two silky plaits, red ribboned tied
GONE to the
BE
YOND •••>>> where no pond rip
pled
black moist silently inward
sumptuous costume velvet
lime glitter embellished
crawling s l o w l y, sleekly
spine tingling steel pins
rapidly acquiring density
s e r p en t i n e sword
struck swiftly
penetratingly
Alice feared losing her
squirm worm
already her mind was
L
O
S
T
w i t h o u t thistle f i e l d s
or jellybeans or colour-in books
lego nowhere = ego shat
te red
“Feel,” he said. “You can’t talk here, only feel.” She felt liquid through her veins, diluted warm honey, sensing bronzed bristles along the wormhole wall. Justice or Judgement eyes watched intently, though nobody touched.
Her forked tongue grew longer
licked sides of damp musky hole
elongated, she was whole
dead alive SAFE opened merging
slithering deep into belly of volcanic Earth
YET….slashed slimy
s a i l i n g sand muddy SACRED
worms and serpents crawling beside
behind, ahead ~
all heading in O N E
direction____________where to ?
“This is a pilgrimage,” her new friend remarked.
Where t o x2x2 ?
thoughts quietly rattled wormy counterpart ~
“To Lord of Light, awaiting in a leather armchair.”
What must I do there, her thoughts slid along.
“Nothing.”
Then why are you taking me there ?
“To see what NO THING is.”
How can I see nothing ? DNA j m
U
p s
recalibration of
strings and strands ...
“Because NO T H IN G O
D is Everything...”
They slid a l o n g > > ~ ~
slightly more haste
pace becoming faster
warm breezes flushed her
trunk. Her intestines becoming
an
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EXPLOSIve ORANGE RIVER
GOLD dust tinged ~ flame-purified
no pebbles no grit no grime
“Feel,” her friend whispered, “we are nearing His g RAY sheepskin slippers sprouting WHITE lotuses. He is Nothingness, so don’t be afraid.”
tingling sensations swept
upwards
from tail end through heart
to centre of her new skull.
Alice panted hot ice
I want to cry, but have no tears, she thought.
“HUSH hush hush ….don’t be afraid.”
Her body stiffened
neck area arched
scales curled f a l l
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n
g
webby rose petals faded
through floorless floor
NOTHINGNESS and EVERYTHING
flashed L U M I N O S I T Y n a k e d
A Li ce died ** ¥ ¥¥** an e c s t a t i c
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Alice Wanda Adam ~ 1.1.202O — 1.8.2025
@never.never.land
she frolicked with
Rip van Winkle
who fed her TIME and leechies
skipped alongside Goldilocks
who offered hot cinnamon porridge and
a silver spoon engraved ~ AWA ~
What is her name ? asked the midwife
“A L I C E” replied her Mom
“Oooo, Sweets, she’s a WONDERLAND ” a baritone voice chimed, stroking vernix ears.
mohair crochet bootied
Alice sucked HOT
mother’s milk
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