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 © | Year Posted 2022

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Hankins Avatar
March 16, 2022 at 7:41 PM
Hmmm...I think she needs counseling?
Krutsinger Avatar
March 17, 2022 at 1:44 AM
I always tell people this "counseling does not work" if you do not want it to or if you do not have the kind of mind that can imagine or visualize, so I am not optimistic.
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