I woke up to a strange dream the other night
Snakes were coming out of my belly …
Strangely enough, I was not afraid nor scared
I just looked at it, wondering what it could mean.
It was one of those moments when I find myself
Half awake and half asleep
In those moments when images just come
Just images, no stories.
The snakes were rather dull
No color, just plain gray like eels
But I still think they were snakes anyhow …
if i’m not mistaken, that is.
For eels are quite interesting as well, I must admit
But I’d rather stick with the snakes
Snakes are very peculiar beasts
I kinda like them, even if it wasn’t always that way
They seem to have a special meaning to me lately
They don’t scare me
Even if I realise they have some kind of double nature
Something attractive and inspiring, but something very dark as well.
Eels or snakes … I wonder …
They were very slimy
As they came out of my belly
It is still a mistery as how they managed
I wonder why they were in my belly
And I’m not quite sure on how they got out either
Perhaps through my umbilicus
But still it didn’ hurt a bit at all
I found it a bit weird though, I must admit
at the edge of disgusting even
But I was most of all very much intrigued
By such a strange incident.
What a strange story it is, indeed!!
I’m not even sure why I write it
Maybe just letting words come
Hoping the answer will come with them …
I think I’ll have to leave it in peace for now
Since no inspiration seems to come
Other than this fairy tale-ish account
Of a very strange dream … indeed …
Art (KP – 17/01/2013)