Asylum

The dream that they offered  reeked of heaven.
A castle in the sky.
It floated before the eyes.
Rumors also floated.
That, meanwhile, the sky is falling apart.
“What floats can fall apart!”
Some inmate yelled out before falling apart.
Is the sky floating?
But, we were told before that,
By some beggars in shrewd costumes,
“You don’t ask the right questions!”