hats off to the white rabbit
how shall he speak
this alter ego of yours
the white rabbit of your subconscious
residing in the underbelly
of your temporal existence
bespectacled & dressed
in trendy threads
he speaks in fits & starts
in a cockney accent no less
diverting any previous intentions
where they go from here
is anyone’s worst guess
the white rabbit on a winning run
telling you to blow on his paws
casting the dice into another world
january two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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