WHILST FOLLOWING WHITE RABBITS

by Gary Jurechka   Aug 13, 2006


The blood seeps
from the cracks in the mirror
but the image won't go away,
the reflection is real and unreal,
but does not lie,
it gives what it takes,
all my life reflected in
my eyes and mind and perceptions
and the looking glass,

and somewhere in a lost
Wonderland
a glass hearted boy
lies shattered and dying.

circa 1998

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  • 17 years ago

    by Bhavin

    Dear Mr. Gary,

    I would like to confer the title of Sir to you for teaching me a lesson thru this gr8 poem of yours. Its so visual... So real...

  • 17 years ago

    by Ike Dizzle

    Wow this is deep. So much symbolism. Great job. 5/5
    -Kakashi

  • 17 years ago

    by Phantasmagoria

    Wow, it's great. Alice and Wonderland, one of my personal favourites. But it will be so much better when they make the new one feat. marilyn manson, no? anyway, good poem and I am going to stop my ramblings right,,,,now. kbye.

  • 17 years ago

    by jeff

    I really liked it so powerful

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