no more caffeine in my latte please
it's fresh but im cool sitting outside
among the tourists
random words come into my head
cubensis
a good smoke
a poor joke
some swag i saw in a mag
little medieval table piano
it is broken
i broke it
im so sorry, i was freaking out
i was rushing all that malt
in the sidewalk a dude experiments with a sitar
or maybe a bit less than that
ok it`s boring crap
and what is there we ask
a cheap cola bottle they say
natural temperature ?
no
boom boom expresso ?
ye
oh, this is so good
so hot
it really warms my soul
and frees my voice and heart
old pc tower
red box
black suitcase
a book with my glasses on top
two nice grey boxes
13 filters in a tinny bag
3 used candles
old wallet
few paintings on the ground
alien flag
more books
stop
what am i doing ?
what am i doing...
well my fairly good friend
companion in so many wars
you really deserve a good answer
and i will tell you only the truth
im flying around here and there
at times even over there
just like a bee or a fly
feeling vicious and thinking high
drawing circles in the air
understanding the mystery of time
living truly happy for this entire day
because, perhaps, i will be alive tomorrow
but with no more happiness, pain, or sorrow
like ice
like a rock
like a puppet made of a sock