In the Neverland of Oz

i. I had lost the entirety of my muchness I watched a white rabbit dart in my peripheral as walkabout found my feet, the Red Queen laughs raucously dangling me at the end of a Scepter ii. Tweedle Dee and Tweedle dum know I am not Alice, and that this is not my home iii. Arnhem calls to me as the earth trembles briefly, I feel the beating spirit through the bush, and it tempts me with magic flowing from the Dreamtime iv. so I wait stroking the rainbow serpent but ever watchful of escape to a place my heartbeats home in the land of Never and Oz