Eyes glued too the floor
A cricket dance then stops as he's leaving his corpse.
The lights reflects here as I look up to snort.
Outside it thunders then pours as the rain remind me of the cool air that sweeps threw doors...

....There red
I'm black..
Crickets dead
I walk
They laugh...blurry faces on the left.

I'm tired
Your dead..
..My entertainment has left.
My eyes look up..
..For a moment..
...I'm back.