Don QuiScottie's dream

A damn bicycle
with bent wheels and broken chain
has appeared in my driveway
resting against my fence
and bearing a note that says
"This is not a bike"
A letter arrived
through my door unstamped
that said
"You don't have a horse"
A rusty old open-blade razor
resting on a broken shaving mirror
was left on my garden seat
and a young lad
in a scary white "scream" mask
stood looking through my window
then ran
And I was told it was all mixed up
and muddled
but made perfect sense
by the man who said he knew it all
but could tell me nothing
And I am working on it
now awake
and sure my horse
and bike
and noble sanity
will be back soon
and I click here and remember
nothing