Dreaming State

Suicidal Cow to that

far away place went.
She calls me in the
morning to tell me good news.
"Woke... can't..."
were all the words I could speak out.
She says she had fun.
"up... even..."
my lazy mouth mumbled.
She saw some art, had
some food and even met a horse.
I tried to remind her
"in a.... remember..."
but my mouth went shut.
We'd talk when she got home.
And so she got here
next to me, still under the
covers and she looks at me
with her cow eyes and
"stranger's... his..."
spurt out my mouth.
I can't remember what she said after that.
I closed my eyes and
"bed... name."