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I have slept but I have not slept I have not slept but I have slept For the first time in two years I slept without a word of care No codes, no crossroads No railroads, no shiploads No lizards no toads, No frogs crawling in my throat I had a digestible supper Sweet potatoes with steamed fish slices lettuce and cucumber with sesame oil And a glass of purified water I prepared this wonderful meal myself and at last I could sleep soundly in my bed It was not gamy or spicy The taste was right to appease my damaged my appetite Later I took a walk down the street Feeling quite happy and upbeat I turned around and looked upside down but there was nothing to be found I slipped into the glasses shop To replaced one of my missing lens but I ended up doing the entire test again You see that lenses was for driving when I am outside I can see everything I put on a double lenses and suddenly everything came alive again And I could see far and wide I had the taste for lemon too But it was too close to be true the cost of a lemon here Is more expensive than the lemon over there I walked through the little village observing how the little man lives an old women sitting on the side of the street Selling quail eggs that was so little and neat I have seen those eggs before But today it kept knocking on my door I stopped and asked what it was And she picked one up and cracked it open on the side of the basket signaling that something was inside of it the quail is a humble creature It can camouflage to hide its self or even shrink to pretend as if it is dead the woman persuaded me to buy some but I wasn’t sure if I could digest it black and white, brown and white quail eggs piled up in baskets they have been around since the seven hundred and seventy BC and have migrated to many countries they are symbolic of the old world and new world and you can also find them in the underworld I wanted to give it a try but size of the egg forced me to say goodbye I kept thinking if its edibility and digestibility, so why did it crossed my path in the dark? there is a message in it for us all I had tangerines in my hands and they were tiny too they were sweeter than me and you It is not the size of the eggs that matters but the eminent effects dripping from the albumen I went back home and sprawled out in my King size bed watching the monkey jumping around the dragon’s head I didn’t dream, I didn’t scream the night was as cozy as can be I held tight onto my pillow eating haagen dazs ice cream while talking to the fellows It’s the first time in history that I have every felt so relaxed and cozy I bleached my bed sheet earlier in the day I went over my spread sheet before I prayed and ate something bitter and sweet before I got laid I didn’t snore; I didn’t cry the Angels above Just stood by monitoring my heart beat and listening to the rhythmic beat from the backseat the night drew to a close producing the final worksheet The birds were silent and everyone was fast asleep The mad wind has just passed through Sending a strong message to me and you Earlier in day they treated me to seafood lunch but I didn’t have any appetite so it wasn’t much fun I watched it cruised around the round table but I didn’t touched one seafood dish because I wasn’t able I just pretend to eat it but honestly I did not enjoy it I am not an early morning eater, neither am I a midnight sleeper The shrimp and clam walked hand in hand And the squid with it long tentacles and arms dressed neatly on the plate looking for a date A whole grilled rooster was served too chopped in portions to please me and you It’s head stood erect, beak and eyes neatly roasted and it looked very conceited , they eat everything Its crispy comb stands on top of its bald head and its grilled wattle dangling under its chin standing still and tidbitting It circled around me several times but at last I decided to give it a try I picked out a portion and put it on my plate But something told me that it was getting late I put the chopsticks up to my mouth but the grilled roster could not passed my throat It was tasteless and hard, I chewed on it and spited it quickly out of my mouth To avoid the embarrassment I place it discreetly on the side of my plate And ate fry noodles and green vegetable before it was too late So the shrimps, squid and clam were more delicious than Virginia ham but I could not eat it and I could not digest it It was too early for such a lavish dinner spree The grilled rooster really turned me off It was not good for all almost all of it was left on the plate I had to call up my longtime schoolmate And send it back to hell before it was too late Its dead but it still causes me to have cold sweat The rice porridge was clean and pure I drank it without feeling obscure. I could eat it and I could digest So I swallowed it in one deep breath I have slept but I have not slept I have not slept but I have slept.