The serene bale-dotted fields
stretching out from my camper's window
on the morning after pridefest
belied the chaos and impossible noise
that had been rattling my ribcage and
jiggling my headache all night long.
Was it remixed Britney Spears?
Was it really?
Or was it all just a crazy rainbow-tinted,
overflowing porta-potty dream?
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