Nikkolas In Wonderland Part 1

In a world where up is down, Left is right, And hot is cold. I find myself wandering a seemingly endless sidewalk. "Pick your poison" I hear a loud voice boom. "Tweedle dope or tweedle drunk?" As if not in control of my body, I chose tweedle dope. "Your poor choice in judgement has lead you astray hasn't it my child?" I shake my head and saunter on, Down a path filled to the brim of potent strains of weed and even more potent yet devilishly tasty looking mushrooms. I stumble into a sign, "Forbidden garden to your left" "Madhatters maddening whinery to your right" I continue on the path on the right. I walk into a clearing, and see a blue and purple catapillar with a swirly pink and yellow hookah on a giant weed leaf with his gorgeous maid getting ready to spark up his toke. "Be a lamb my dear Nikki.. " He says as his maid hands me a tray of brightly colored pills and a tool to crush them with. I do as I'm told crushing and separating remembering to save myself a line, I distinctly remember snorting a line of the blueish green pill, before his maid handed him the tray of brightly asassorted powders that were once pills. She filled up his hookah, with a particular dank strain of weed, And sprinkled the other line of the blueish green pill into the mix of potent green. She lit it for him, Happy as could be, As he took a big ol drag, And breathed it into her nasal cavity. Her hypnotic gaze lead to me, She walked over to me, And lifted my chin to meet her ravenous gaze. She looked like she was filled with complete and utter ecstasy, She straddled me as she tried to light the hookah for me, "I've got it" I said smiling sheepishly. She untied her purple and gold morning glory kimono, Only to reveal a marvelous set of double D's. She looked at me, With pitiful eyes, And began to plea. "Please let me light your weed" I couldn't resist, I sighed in defeat. She bounced excitedly, Before handing me the lit weed. I took a long drag, Before blowing it into her nostril cavity. "What troubles you my dear boy?" The catapillar asks me. "Life in general everyone expects so much" At least here I'm allowed to be me. I sat there for hours, Explaining what troubled me. I go to leave, And the maid follows me. We now walk another path, Finally to the place I had set out to be. The palace of The Queen of hearts, I walk into the gate and up the stairs, Into her domain where high upon her throne she sat. "What are you doing here?!"