Down the Rabbit Hole
- Atlas Porter

- Sep 1, 2014
- 1 min read
Updated: 5 hours ago

To be trapped in a cage with the rage of an animal
That hasn’t eaten a thing in days his pain is understandable
I demand you let me out – free – and feed me with attention
Or I swear you’ll hear a prayer about my destroyed potential
My stomach growls I need to eat give me but a morsel
Of your collective force of will to read my stories won’t you
Of course I cordially invite you all into my special portal
Down the rabbit hole where small portions of the proceeds go to
The vortex spins and turns and words fly in the face of
Logic cause it’s magic hypnotic phrases entrance you
With smoke and mirrors and the hero here is fearlessly alone
Waiting for the rabbit to finally climb out of his hole
My ears are back I hear a crack come from up above
I’m afraid if I chase fame then hate will replace love
A white glove reaches down to pull me from this hat
I nibble at its fingers like I’m not ready yet get back
Get back I say – frantically -- to keep the demons at bay
Panicking manically like a man who’s insane
The canvas seems a canopy like a sky full of stars
This can’t be the fantasy this whole thing seems too dark





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