Rosie and her angel of love
scream in the ears of me

I finally eat but I haven't
started yet
I notice the bread is green
into the trash it goes
the whole five left pieces
of bread into the trash it goes

when I sleep
I need some noise
what music to choose
I sleep with classic 50's
and Chopin nocturnes
soft ambient noise is nice when
the moon is dripping

Caved in the bedroom
I like it
the people are far away
and I should shower
the shower is something godly
it traps me and I'm in it
for long draining minutes
of time that I'll never see again