Had a dream which made him even more tired
There was a car,
They drove a really nice guy
Insane
He was asked by a man what he wanted on his pizza
His reply: mushrooms, sausage, pepperoni, bacon ham
The request went unrealized,
As the pizzas only had pepperoni
When awakening,
He felt submerged in sand,
Like being aroused and reentering life from a faraway space
Fed a bad visual
Disrupted breakfast,
Subconscious other giving much to chew on
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem