Because this is a place where silence <br />implies nothing and yet represents everything. <br />Where the MadHatter is a faggot and <br />i am Alice in Wonderland, exploring <br />Life(it's a WonderfulLand) 's every <br />twist and turn, about on the corner <br />and in the glow of the sunset. Alice, <br />picking herself up and realising <br />(something. i wonder what) upon close <br />examination; Herself. <br /> <br />Gosh, Madam, i said nothing. <br /> <br />Even if i did, it wouldn't be heard. <br />For this is now a world where noises <br />bustle allplaces, noises; You, omnipresently <br />You, drowning insignificant me out <br />with proclamations of contempt. <br />Felicitations; a note that invites <br />anticipation towards <br />something that i think that maybe i have achieved. <br />Or so You said, anyway. <br /> <br />Gosh, madam, I said Nothing. <br /> <br />you (or perhaps Me, it must be <br />one or the other) must <br />be hearing Things.<br /><br />Ballerina With Fins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gosh-madam-i-said-nothing/
