Cloud busking.
It's raining outside,
I'm in my house,
12:04 am,
I'm tired,
The Pink Floyd is playing,
Animals.
I can hear the rain,
even through the music.
My feet are cold,
I'm in my boxers,
my body is warm.
I don't want to sleep,
sorry, yes I do,
I don't want to turn the light out.
I do want a certain female here.
I feel, I don't know,
weird.
I like the flaming hand,
Miguel made it in Manzanillo,
he liked Pink Floyd, big time.
That reminds me of Tom Waits,
he has an insane voice,
I like his style.
Today everyone started laughing,
maybe there was a nitrous oxide leak in the building,
that must be why I feel, I don't know,
weird.