Cranes are singing, cicadas buzz. I hear the cute flute as the dogs who protect this farm bark at the trucks. Tricks of dream makers and catchers are old and worn out now. I saw her in a dream. I saw two old ladies coming for rescue as she was screaming for her pills. There was hubbub and commotion during night. Sibling keeps blabbering day in night out. I can’t help old lady. Hence i get whatever sleep is available and begin to walk again. A crow has its eyebrow in a row with air. Dogs are planning to go on an orgy. The breeze is cold and the neem tree has been dancing. The birds feel lonely and are getting a little bit bored.