Stay In Your Bed!

[MystyrMystyry]

I wakes up an' discovers
There's holes in me mattress!
Jumps outta bed an' there's
Holes in me slippers!
More holes in me carpet!
In me floor!
In me walls!
In me ceiling!
Cupboards is fulla holes!
Curtains is fulla holes!
Doors is fulla holes too!
Even me glass windows is!

What's up with this?

I race outside an' in the sky!
Clouds!
Ground, grass, concrete, road
Is all fulla inexplicable holes!
Other houses down me street!
Street itself!
Birds has holes in 'em!
Cars has holes in 'em
People passing by!
All outfitted with a plethora of holes!

I looks down an' yes
Me pyjamas is fulla holes!
Even me is also fulla holes!

Me face!
Me head!
Feels like they's both fulla holes!
But maybe it's just me holey hands...

I runs to me bathroom mirror
But can you guess?

It's fulla holes!

[Bar22do]

I don't even look for reasons! (though perhaps N should pay a visit to an eye doctor, or shake him/herself of the surreal dream not to get lost in a hole!)
But I love the surreality of your poem as well as your usual, contagious vigor!
Best of all, Bar

[MystyrMystyry]

Thankyou very much Bar22do :)