lucid

for the sprinkling sugars

and the melting creams,

swirling around

in a tasteless black.

swallow

a lame duck,

a sleepy duck.

dead duck.

i hear voices

and songs

and laughs

too loud and bright

for this place.

i hear the light

and my ears

and a tap tap tap

and a ha ha ha.

there's too much noise,

too much day

in this night.

quack.