She ponders deeply, as though almost under a spell. Captivated and lost in thought she wandered down that rabbit hole. Curiouser and curiouser she traveled into Wonderland, unaware of her surroundings, though on what felt as vaguely familiar ground. Retracing steps, she felt a pull into the never-ending tears. Shrunken in part to the left mushroom cloud. As the right did the same; just not down to the ground. Instead, up so high, as the pillar providing the drug blew smoke signals towards the sky. Made of cloud, vowels and y’s as he transformed before her eyes. Off in a fright, yelling back with all might.