the voices in my head
are holding court
each one giving evidence
before the Red Queen
(that is me)
she sits enthroned
by shattered hearts
bleeding before the jury
unimpressed
her majesty sits
amidst the thorns
her roses red wilted to the floor
she surveys the crowd
of my accusers
gathered to witness a reckoning
the bells clang
who are you
charges laid before her gown
but can you make them stick
call me a heretic
because I don't plead the fifth
I speak my case before the flowers
I'm still Alice
I just fell very far from reality
the hatter spoke up in this matter
you've lost your muchness
alice
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