Fantasy Drop

I want to look out in the daylight & believe that I see,
A car or a truck or a small bumblebee,
But I ask myself is it day or night?
I believe I know as we slide out of sight.
Is this real, this sight that I see?
Or perhaps it is just a vision to me,
What am I really seeing at all,
Is it extremely short, or impressively tall?
I wish I knew the answer that you do seek,
Because it's not very pleasant nor is it very meek,
How do you extinguish this literal pain,
As you travel down this pipe in the drain?
I can now tell you that you seek what is not
For I've found a new outlet in this physical spot,
Let me show you what I am talking about,
As I slowly gain momentum & come out the spout.