A well deep under
how far can I slumber?
when the snow outside
is summer
the groundkeepers are trimming
the grass looker fresher
wet blankets giving out
like birthday gifts
a training step following
brown building opening
every level gets filled
like ants under the tree
eyes opened forward
the head stands with an
opening order
and ears launch out to catch it
whistlers flying over
nesting their skin on the branch
like visitors to the moon
eagerly watching to grasp wisdom.
