A poem written from re-words.

What a dream I had

Full of crayon-colored metaphors

And dreams within dreams

A sea-ostrich announced:

“Ripples are for funny creatures as us

Caverns are for sea-horses”

I thought,

“This seems the only way to burn:

Dabbling in shallow seas”

Under water, in a crowd of eels,

I was so helpless and lonely-

Water gurgling through my emptiness,

I couldn’t die or live.

I wish you could be here.

Cackling and tossing pillows at me

When I wake up from such dreams.

(A poem written of rearranged words from a poem by a certain zimmerman..)