Nonsense from August 15th

Here's some worrying nonsense I scribbled in my notebook on August 15th:

It begins with loud trumpets,
like something out of a Chinese Ghost Month parade.
Then you are taken to a quiet room and played a recording of Clair de Lune played softly.
These are psychopathic thoughts.
The end hours of the day are upon us.
And we sleep now.