I’ve fallen down a rabbit hole
I don’t know what to do
my taxi driver is a clown
whose face is painted in a frown
‘cause everything is upside down
and I’m reduced to verbing nouns
speed up! I’ll meter you!
the tunnel light is been and gone
I don’t know what to do
a short-cut, yes, that’s what he said
a trip beneath the river bed
his flower sprayed, I lost my head
and honked him on his nose—so red
and full of superglue.
that’s why I’m walking with his nose
I don’t know what to do
the cab and clown have gone away
my rendezvous has gone astray
but I will find my way, someday
when white returns from crazy spray
of color, all askew.
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