Between the ringing of the snooze alarm.
We howled together in some city,
the shadows of the mustafs flickered through the alleys immersed in darkness
and lights in office cubicles,
into which the city was divided,
threw flashing flashes from the monitors.
We entered a spacious square
and then ,
just before in this reality
the alarm rang,
suddenly a very ugly person appeared
one eye was completely bent to the side
and she laughed
until she grabbed her belly.
You opened your eyes.
It's high time to get up.