Alice's Misfortune

Covenlike gypsies dancing in circles.

Tortured, twisted, contoured,

masks fell to the floor.

Out of my eye I saw a door.

 

The bottle floated before my eyes.

"Drink Me," was what was prescribed.

To lose it all, to grow small.

 

Author's Note

Not finished.

Reviews

[chris' girlfriend]

wow thats a really great start :D

[Stacey]

Ahhh I'm sure this will kick a*s when it's finished. You're still great with imagereh.

[thecoolone52]

ohh i like what you have so far.... i guess its kinda bout partying???Good luck workin on it... hope you flow it the way you wana flow it