I wonder what all those doors mean as I tilt my head I want to fall down and thinking backwards maybe I said I thought I said • well • I wonder which way I’m facing as I move away I try to look down and turning backwards maybe I stay I think I stay
There with the ghosts and the dragon looking out at me is not so big that I can’t see my head is full of scales here by the well • The well of heaven
I wonder where all those doors go as I make my bed I want to lie down and looking forward maybe I said I thought I said • now • I wonder how high the world is as I get in deep I try to sit down and falling forward maybe I sleep I think I sleep
There with the ghosts and the dragon looking out at me is still so small that I can’t see my head is full of scales here by the well • The well of heaven
I wonder what all those doors were as I pass the guard I want to come down if getting back up isn’t too hard maybe it’s too wonderful to be wasted as I walk the row I try to tie down the words that grow up but I don’t know I think they know I’m
Here with the angels and the dragon looking into me is just enough so I can see my head is full of scales here by the well • The well of heaven
Here with the angels and the dragon looking into me is just enough so I can be • My head is full of scales here by the well • The well of heaven • Here by the well • The well of heaven
© Zen Greenway
