There's nothing wrong with my blue bear.
She's a perfect bear.
There's nothing wrong with my rabbit.
She is a long legged floppy rabbit.
There's nothing wrong with the star hanging from my ceiling.
It has twelve spikes - we counted together. It's red.
There's nothing wrong with the book digging into me.
It has a boy running over a hill on the cover.
There's nothing wrong with the lamb hat on the bedpost.
Dad makes it go up and down like a squid or a ghost.
There's nothing wrong with my heart pillow and my circle pillow.
It says "Love" and it has a rabbit too.
There's nothing wrong with me or you
In the dreams we dream this night.
There's nothing wrong with the owl woods
Where owls fly in and out.
There's something wrong with the dragon
Who catches the owls in their flight.
There's nothing wrong with dark windows
Of the low building down the road.
Only something strange.
There's nothing wrong with the paper spiders
Who catch the raining tiger flies and let them go.
There's nothing wrong with the golden moon
Outside the starry blue curtains of my golden room.
There's nothing wrong about the rainbow quilt
Mom made.
There's something sad
About the bird cage
In the closet.
There's something sad
If I'm being honest
About dad's ship-in-a-bottle.
And something sad
About the voyage I'm on
In my dreams.
There's nothing wrong
With the story dad reads me
About the boy who runs to the top of the hill
Until I go to sleep.
Does every story
Have to have a point?
There's nothing wrong with a story
With no point.
I'm not sad
I'm dreaming.
I'm dreaming about airplanes made out of sugar
Hanging from the sky
And wood cove beams
That become flying trains.
There's nothing wrong with the way they disappear
Into the sun.
I'm dreaming about Lily and Lucy
My green and blue eyed friends.
I'm dreaming about hills with golden trees
At the top.
And a lion stalking
Around the trunk.
And dad's voice going around the branches.
Singing,
"Marvin,
He was a friend of mine...
And he could sing a song...
His heart in every line..."
It's morning.
Dad is playing his song
And it's the sad clear cold rainy morning.