El sueño (La cama)

tap tap tapping all day all night
does this turn me into Li Bai
sip sip slipping the seconds away
still mooning after another life

click click clocking the stream
I look up at my sky, my ceiling
tick tick tingling silent screams
floating up with painted dreams

back back breaking along the bed
no stone or thought turned unread
be be longing for another home
my pain has become art instead

my pain is now your art instead