Danger

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Nightmare beings
sliding
merging
entwining
round my head.
Yet another marvel of this place.
Lost within the Rabbit Hole
I wander paths
followed
ceaselessly
by these brooding
demented
nasty little beasties
who have an appetite
vast
for destruction
pain
fear.
I giggle
tripping along the pathway
lined with brilliant poppies
opium scented air
as hazily they begin to drop.
A few follow me through
the lassitude that befell their brethren
falling away
aside
bringing them back to their former nastiness.
Though they try
claws out
flaying my flesh
shrieking with horror
dismay
rage
as talons glide through
renting no skin.
Torment
repent
not at all.
My smile
wide as the Cheshire
mysterious
unknown
tripping on cyanide lips
danger to all.
Am I really a She-Demon?

January 9/19