I walk.

I'm not sure where to go.
There are so many paths,
ways and roads.
It's confusing.

I arrive at a ball.
I dance and mingle.
When the clock strikes midnight,
I run.
down the steps and to my carriage,
leaving one shoe.

I arrive at a fountain
filled with frogs.
I start to kiss them
one by one,
continuing until
my lips were full of warts.

I arrive at a tower,
high atop a castle covered with thorns.
In the corner - a bed.
I lie on it,
pretending sleep,
waiting.

And waiting.

Continuing to walk until my feet hurt too much.

I stop.