my tokens are heart lungs muscles fingers toes, even those. capitalization,
think I lost that one. words, really, where do those originate? not me,
not me, said the rabbit. cousin Alice, is that you?
my friend, I think she also had a snake. he stayed in his box, and me in mine.
not so fond of snakes. although that one in the garden, I had to laugh. no
hiding that recognition. true friends are hard to find.
wings to get over the tricky parts. three flames to illuminate the way.
a wooden bowl that was once on fire in the hills west of me.