Looking from the window shell
We can see a starry night
Lots of tales of past and future
our foundations, statues of our heroes and monsters
Home is becoming kind of a mirror. Isn’t it?
When earth is in sleep
sneaky monsters are awakened.
Some may say- it’s a nightmare
Is it an opportunity?
We surely have a lot of time to think
Global phenomenon is knocking down
between what is oneiric and tangible
Living in our claustrophobic flats
Is it getting harder to tell dreams from truth?
Aren’t the dreams
projections of our personalities?
The Sleep of Reason is like a spell
which makes us
and nightmares as well…