they always expect a wonderland
when they enter my world
i am nothing special...i am a walk in the park
i am white bread
i am the words "i love you" said too many times
over too many years
i have eaten the mushroom and grown tall
fat and gargantuan with desire
then i have done as instructed and drunk
from the small vile
i shrunk before you until i was simple,
and you were without wonder