Where The World Came From

I woke up this morning And the world got out of bed before me. The world got out of bed Before I opened my eyes— It was putting on its clothes, And when I opened my eyes It was fully dressed. It's always like that. I try to surprise the world Getting out of bed, But it's too fast. It's like playing slap-hands With your own shadow. You're a sly one, world! You were in your bed In your deep cave Way inside my eyes, And when I opened them You leaped out And acted like you Were always out here. When I'm in my bed, You're in your bed. When I sleep, Even my bed is in your bed, Even my body has gone inside me. Oh, how I'd like to Wake up when sleeping. You wouldn't be there, I wouldn't be there. But you're too Good at your game. I have to go on living As though I'm in you, world, Because I can never catch you When you're in me, There in my belly Like Jonah in the whale. Even the beggar On the sidewalk Knows the world Came out of him. That's why he's so confused — He knows He's really a king. I can't tell these People around here That they came out Of me, though, They'd just deny it. One in a million might say, 'No, you came out of me! ' And we could argue about it — Or maybe something wonderful would happen.