Alice Who?

Not much to offer

I’m light in the coffer–

–but sakes! what a coif I affect…

an updo

~undone~

the bunny-est bun

with

/ tendrils /

to grace my longneck…

It mussed in the gust

(& needs to be brushed)

as along trail I rushed–

–of white hare…

Consumed with the clockwork

(& random ad-hoc work)

that rabbits-that-talk work–

–can snare…

A clerk for the queen

(who’s light on Brylcreem)

to this end

~and my own~

I’m a runner–

–2 feat without map

(I don’t give a crap)

since rabbitty chap

is a wonder…