As Confused As Alice
I am as confused as Alice has ever been, she thought
And I am not a figment of a sliver of an imagination
Of a man who was probably under the influence of something.
I am consternated by this situation. I see no way out.
I have never been this discombobulated and turned backwards.
Her mind rolled its eyes; having heard this daily for years.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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