I saw boys, small, in these cities
And the elders saw too.
They "live" and certainly not in dreams,
And looking for something, dreaming, perhaps, too.

And I wanted some way here.
Is rest or sleep.
Looking found only mud.
Likely - I try to sleep.

And as sleep, he saw a city with buildings.
All the same kids here
And the elders are the same and the same as dirt.
Sought, perhaps I will not, or not here.

04.02.10