Tom Waits - Innocent when you dream

A Dream

Everything is numbered
Everything
There is only a certain amount
Of everything
Laughs
Shaves
Skinned knees
Babies
Tears
Steaks
Smokes
Songs
Everything
And maybe at the
Top of the sky
You will find the bottom
Of a boat
And in it is an
Unshaven God
Holding a pole
A line
And a float
And dangling from
A golden hook
Is a blue jewel
The one you dreamed about
And the blue jewel
Is just like your blue eye
Blinking beneath your
Sleepy eyelids
And then way down the rabbit hole
You slide
And splash into the sea
And the sun comes up
And you are only seven
Then he pulls you into the boat
And that is heaven

Tom Waits
in «Hard Ground», photographs by Michael O'Brien, poems by Tom Waits