Trying to acclimate to the Mad Hatter's Oz.
               I'm late
                        I'm late
                                For the life I create.
The Queen of Hearts stands with smokeless gun
As the Lion announces,
                    "The race is done."
Still tying my laces, I hadn't a clue.
My plan just shattered
            It completely fell through.
     I sit back on the crab grass
                     Not sure what to do.
Where is my pill that makes me so small?
Where are my slippers, rubies and all?
How do I get to where I came from?
               The White Rabbit merely pointed,
                           "That is the future.
                                                  You better run."


                                                                                 ~CM
Mad Hatter's Oz