Watercolours

A painting that my mother bought
is hanging on my bedroom wall
Watercolours of a street abroad

Houses are like pick'n'mix
cherry is my favourite
that's where I want to live

Never withers the yellow flowers
they're watered at midnight hours
by ladies in lingerie, very old
stumbling over drunken cobblestone

The painting is framed by wood
The wood is framed by a room
framed by a house, framed by gloom

My city has one grocery store
bread is stale and fruit is old
Daily wearing big thick clothes
People greet by saying hello
and then there's nothing more