Today

you wake up

after being abducted

it's ok

nothing insulting

just the bloom of blue

and extra-special clouds

and you, nothing violent

nothing permanent

and this dream

this dream about

a house

in the middle of a field

clowns inside

clowning around

dumbass juggalos

i guess

or

just morticians

nothing permanent,

nothing violent

you wake up and you

definitely

keep your mouth shut

the concrete that

creates concussions

the concrete that eliminates

the abstract

here

where dragon-flies

tell really bad jokes, here

where you lose your money in the vending

machine and no one knows

who to call

here where you are

packaging packages

bubble-wrap

covering

strange unnecessary shapes

and that talkative

motherfucker on break

smoking

outside

where the telephone pole fell last year

during a windstorm

so that's where you smoke now

he's talking about

trump

trump in the hospital

they better leave him alone

he's strong enough to

push through

they better leave him alone

sometimes

the sky falls to sleep

like your arms or your legs fall to sleep

and the world beneath the aforementioned sky

halts

an impression is made of

complete and beautiful numbness

can i bum

a smoke?