Rabbit’s Hole

I fell down a rabbit’s hole
to a land
of mimes
fancy mirrors
and plenty of regrets.
wasted on the sidelines
watching deranged
clowns on unicycles
for appreciation
wrestled with bears.
Immature girls
walking on broken glass
along a tight rope.
I slowed to watch
like an accident
mine eyes
could not leave the sight.
cloying stench penetrating
I backed away
turning to run.
Caricature of the Devil
Lucifer himself
pitchfork in hand
ready to prod me back
stood ‘afore me.
I looked at him
with a wink
an impudent smile
walked forward
the illusion disappeared.
Before me
a land racked
Why am I here?
What am I to do?
And where is the rabbit hole
home again?
January 7/19

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

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