Don’t get it twisted

I did not fall down this rabbit hole –

I was pulled in and clawed my way out

until I was dressed in dirt

and forgot how to speak

and by the time I reach the surface, you are there to welcome me

but my tongue is wood and lips stone

so you think    this is a failed rescue mission

and they’ve recovered the wrong body

and advise that they drop me back in

and try again tomorrow.