The lake was filled with wax,
and the ducks were wax.
The reeds were wax weeds,
and the wind was a waxy wind.

How beautiful you are
asleep in my arms.
So as not to waken you
I gladly cut them off.

Frivolous blind death child
covered with stardust,
why do you stick your tongue
inside the clock,
why do you follow me
into the toolshed?

You have a third mouth
where most people hide
their third eye.

Can you taste the gold mountain,
can you taste the gold flower,
can you taste the gold knife?
No, no! That is the gold butterfly!