What is this frequent dream for?
I am lost in a strange city.
A phone with its program crashed,
Alone and anxious I am free, as in a cage.

I dream that the sun is rising,
The nightmare is forgotten.
And reality leads
To knots that will not come undone.

So I sleep on,
I do not want to wake,
So in the dream I fall asleep,
The answer is postponed till morning.