deep dive into the liquid
black of swollen pupil
swim up to dew-kissed
emerald green, bursting
fire and gold lilies, spotted
and purring like leopards
shadowy mint fronds, home
of mechanical cockroaches,
cleaning brass antennae and
stretching glass wings in the
moist, velvet air of dream,
feet find cobblestone street,
weak sun shining through
morning mist, newspaper
crier shouting as a horse
wickers, matches for sale,
roses -- pink as baby fists --
in a basket over a pale arm
thumb over pocket watch,
clicks like the jungle insects,
spray of pale mint frond in
a brass pot beside the shop
door, bell rings welcome,
welcome, wake up, wake up