Why the fuck did you call me

Resting your head in your hands on the edge of the rabbit hole you winked at me

I had just regained my sanity from my last visit but I wanted a way back so badly 

The second trip wasn't quite as fun

The mad hatter was angry

The red queen carried a club

It was all backwards but so familiar

I got excited, requested residence in wonderland

Panicked, the rabbit hole squeezed me out  like fecal matter

Exits are like that sometimes

Keaton Goodman