The Other Side

You picked up the basket
That you bought in the market
You dipped it in the drum
Hoping to bring out water

You were sure it was the same basket
And you were surprised it didn't matter
To those around you and your mother

Was there a wrapper?
Or was it a mirage?
A filter?
Or was it a newspaper?

Slowly you remembered
remembered, that the basket only fetched water at the other side
The other side;your last night's dream