Down the Rabbit Hole

Down the rabbit hole
I slid,
tumbling nose over toes
like the other did,
but Alice didn’t share
and left me nothing –
not even a drop
from a pick-me-up –
so I’m stranded,
staring at the light
miles above
from where I landed.


Posted in Response to the Daily Prompt: Fictional Intruder
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