In my little garden of dreams
I swim
I find the red hard to chew
But the green invites me
The yellows warm me up
The grays advise to rest
I see the screens
That tell of being open and enclosed
I see the big lines
Building lives and falling
But now
It's up to me
I can close my eyes
To have a different thought
And where do you think I'll be
When they will open?
The queen had a party The guests drank and talked Around the table But I wanted to sleep So she made a bed for me Nearby I sank in Among the big pillows The words of a book Appeared And I read them in my sleep
Nerve pain woke me up Where in the book was I?
I left with all the guests Not before I saw the queen Getting into that same bed Saying: How nice that it is warm
I let the others go And came back to fetch my shoes But the royal cat attacked me twice And fell on its back Like a rag
I gave up I laughed
The dream of my life was lying broken On the floor And light was coming Through the cracks.