Missing sleep, While Lost In Vivid Dreamlands

Babies crawl with moonbeam lasers - shooting from their eyes

Flying pigs and donkeys - chase a passing car

I sit and stare with wide eyed wonder

While a band of chimpanzees, take song requests - down at the local bar

I walk across the parking lot, a shortcut to the diner

The waitress - a mannequin, wearing skates

I order from the menu and right before my eyes

A hippopotamus juggles - flaming forks and plates

Such a grand menagerie - yet no one seems to notice

The alien collecting old papers and tin cans

They are all too busy dancing to the clan of rowdy monkeys

Who have added trapeze artists to their band

I pause for just a moment as an eagle passes by

Some normalcy, in this warped and crazy world

Cotton candied clouds release paper snowflakes from the sky

As the waitress brings my milk, expired and curdled

I leave my money on the table, as I make my way back home

I need to get a grip and try to get some sleep

There is no explaining, whatsoever - the scene that’s being shown

As Amazon delivers my count by number sheep