In the black & white mirror of the dwarfs
I got up by being beaten.
At my bedside there were lying half-seen dream
And my false fantasies.
I was chased nightlong, I am done in
Ah, if only I could have touched the lever!
I would catch my breath but
The blind hole refuses my asylum request
Impatient cats lick themselves at my door.
I am as broken as the glass of my cell
And july is black and blue all over my stamp face
Out of my fears I gulped without chewing
Fragments of nightmare are now inside my eyes.
I take a look at the sky for the purpose of toothpick.
While I got lost in the labyrinth of my chamber
Trapped with tales in every corner of it
A shining mouse perched on my tail.
I would have escaped by plucking if I were a lizard…
- Don’t be afraid! Now I am on a hunt for repentance,
A White-bearded prayer for call dispatched me.