Cozy Dreaming
The dingy city is a city of dreams.
It listens and does not deny dreams dreamt.
Dreams of here.
Dreams of there.
Cozy Dreams.
Dingy Dreams.
Dreary dreams, dreadful.
Do not fear.
This story is not dreadful.
There are enough stories about death and doom, corruption and greed.
Even in dingy times,
too many stories about cozy dreamers,
or stories told to cozy dreamers
silence cozy comfort by voicing the dreary and making dreadful dreamers visible.
A dreadful trick,
For a world of dreamers.
Dreaming cozy,
Dingy,
Dreary.
The dreamer inspires the dream.
The dream shapes the dreamer.
The city reflects the dreamer and dreams.
A dreamer named Evi,
Known as Kirri,
Once upon a time,
Could not stop dreaming.
She ran.
Got lost.
In a dingy city.
Desperate for escape,
Made mistakes…
…Arrived…
…there, numbed by ink, a drug of dreams,
…here, she found friends.
They dreamed
cozy dreams.
For the first time…
Here,
No longer there.
Evi felt cozy.
Surrendering to dreams.
Dreams of here, not of there.
The city listens and does not deny dreams dreamt.
Suddenly Pippi appears.
In the dank basement
of the dingy bar,
Behind the graffiti
Evi,
Once Kirri,
Shattered with—
Haunted by—
3
Little
Words
Is pulled from her dreams of here,
Back to there,
Those unsafe places,
Implicit danger if…
…she dared to…
…argue,
…Question,
….Disagree.
If she dared to dreamed.
Kirri never wanted dreams,
Evi couldn’t stop daring.
The city listens and does not deny dreams dreamt.
Acceptance is the city’s sacrifice.
From here,
The dingy city listens,
To there.
A dingy city,
Fading into,
…a dreary city…
…taking more from the many…
…to benefit few.
The few dreaming dreadful,
Manipulating,
Demanding,
Wanting.
Dreary dreams…
…of there, wilt cozy hearts…
…to feed dreadful dreamers.
And the city listens and does not deny dreams dreamt.
Gloom depresses,
Heaviness Dooms.
The dreadful city numbs.
Draws from exhausted dreamers,
Seeds Doom,
Awakens the harbinger.
A sorrow filled lament.
Of Dead,
Of Death.
No…
…please…
…don’t fear.
For the cozy dreamers,
Dream.
Of here,
Not of there.
It is easy to get lost in…
…the dreariness.
A cruel trick of there,
Of dread.
Don’t Fear,
Evi…
…is not alone.
She struggles,
Together.
With Brie,
and Ciella,
Her Friends,
They dream,
Cozy.
Cozy
Cozy.
In a city still dingy,
Here Dreamers are cozy.
The city listens and does not deny dreams dreamt.
