10

Ten AM.

World flips in strange ways,

Cheshire Cat grins and riddles maze.

Drink, smoke, eat,

A twisting path beneath my feet.

12

Twelve PM

Lost in spirals of laughing light,

Day and night collide in sight.

Queens court awaits; I’m dressed in red,

“Off with your head!” Echoes in my head.

2

Two PM

Through the glass, slipping thin,

Falling fast, within, within.

Hands of time lose control—

Mad Hatter pours me tea in a bottomless bowl.