A bouquet of clumsy words: You know that place
between sleep and awake where you’re still dreaming
but it’s slowly slipping? I wish we could feel like that
more often. I also wish I could click my fingers three
times and be transported to anywhere I like. I wish that
people didn’t always say ‘just wondering’ when you both
know there was a real reason behind them asking.
And I wish I could get lost in the stars.
Listen, there’s a hell of a good universe next door, let’s go.