Zelda—
You asked me to wake you
if I woke up before you,
and you were still stuck inside.
I’m here to tell you, “We’re not awake yet.”
Zelda,
we live between two worlds—
a tunnel with two lights,
pitch black in the middle.
[Like a dream’s dream (A copy’s copy)]
Zelda,
it’s just not important—
the small things we suffer,
they’re infinitesimal.
We swim in an ocean.
It swims between us.
