I miss you so badly that my brain is blocked
Cannot look ahead of time, nor back
I felt your scent this morning, coming from the front yard
Roses, grapes and other stuff
That lotus plant, in that chic pond is blooming now
I meditate thinking of the burning death of the mighty bird
I am that bird
I am that fire
I am that lion
I am dead this morning
Coffee, coffee, coffee
You are about to give me the 4th injection
It’s almost noon and can’t forward my objection
My knees are weak, my head is light
My coffee is strong, can’t wake up if it’s light
Oh November, why are you starting this fight?
You are the rain covering the day light
You are the clouds covering my mind
You are the cold freezing my heart
You are the evil colonizing my soul