Skydivers raining from above

Landing on the mountainous wooded terrain

Many hung up in trees

Legs dangling wildly like captured prey

Loose wires protruding from a vintage audio system

It was over forty years old and hummed badly

Aging hippies tinkered with the wires

Each one claiming to know more that the other

But none of them could connect the loose wires

More skydivers rained down

Deploying their chutes at the very last second

Some landing very close to me

Their black uniforms had no markings

Packing away their chutes upon landing

They smiled at me but did not speak

The noise from the sound system was unbearable

I switched it off

Much to the annoyance of the bearded technicians

Who continued to pretend they could fix it

It was a very vivid dream

I was analyzing it while still dreaming

A bizarre dream about a dream