Dream, Dream You Bother Me

Turned down the alley that led to my street 
walked in the door tired and beat 

On my desk were a stack of bills piled high 
was overwhelmed so I shuffled right on by 

Felt dead, went to bed with a pounding head 
When I woke, my apartment was a rickety shed 

I looked down and observed a purple dirt floor 
The sky was bright yellow when I opened up the door 

Black stars overhead in the middle of the day 
In the water of a pond I saw leopards at play 

A hippo sleeping high, top a coconut tree 
He opened one eye to take a look at me 

Tried to keep my cool as I walked on through 
At this point that was really all I could do 

There were clouds made of bees floating over my head 
Dripping honey on the grass that was crimson red 

I awoke once again with a heavy hangover 
You would think that by then my dream would be over 

But when I went out the door, what did I see? 
The hippo sitting high in the coconut tree 

He winked and he nodded with a gap toothed smile 
I decided to go back to bed for a while...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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