Wonderland is fading

Silly Alice, drinking and eating and falling

The mad hatter still haunts her

The queen still in her head

The mysterious cat appearing with his riddles

The landscapes unstable, changing, warping

The paradigm is shifting

Wonderland is fading

Replaced with a dream or perhaps just a mirage

A lion of all beasts

Territorial, dominating, a creature of the night

He waits for her to make the kill

She's stuck in indecision

Trying in vein to protect her fragility

Her pieces still scattered on the AstroTurf of a memory

Such vast plains too terrifying

The pieces could be lost forever amongst the grass

She could never return whole if she fell