Dreaming from Chinese Poems Poem by Bob Holman

All day to watch this petal fall
Two to one it doesn´t
It doesn´t

Secretly the evening steals
Spring and the cow

I thought the curtains would answer
I thought I´d get the money
And buy the whole garden

Singing in the garden
As the petal deliriously falls
And settles on your breast
Where your breast would be

I will not wake up
No matter what
To see how it ends