What I tell my shrink.
My favorite drug:
A piece of chocolate wrapped in foil with the words, eat me written on it.
“Chocolate isn’t a problem for most people.”
What if that chocolate is a black hole?
He perks up.
These magical chocolates are a black hole that allows you to fit through a wormhole.
“You’ve traveled through time?”
Another universe, actually Wonderland.
First time was a tea party.
It was mad as hell, let me tell you.
I was eight at the time…
After that, a croquet party, a concert of flowers, a hookah pipe with the caterpillar.
I’ve even seen the Jabberwock.
Scratched the shit out of my arm.
“This is an insane tale. Forty years ago, I could and would lock you up.”
Lock me up.
I can always go back.
He wants proof.
I take out my silver mirror and let him take a look into Wonderland.
“This is incredible, it’s…”
The looking glass is entangled to one in another reality.
Tweedledum and Tweedledee.
About the Poet:
Tiffany Buck is a former librarian from Georgia. She is currently a stay-at-home mom with a spirited toddler. Her poem, 341 will appear in the Spring 2017 edition of the San Pedro River Review.
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