Pond Of Pleasure

While the world was sleeping I was catching dreams
from the pond of pleasure
and terrific schemes

While the world was sleeping I was dropping seeds
near the land of leisure
and important needs

While the world was sleeping I was counting sheep
on the cloud of measure
and marginal reap

While the world was sleeping I was hatching eggs
by the nest of never
and forgotten plagues

While the world was sleeping I was placing rings
in the chest of treasure
and exclusive things