I walked inside... and all I could hear was classical music
all i could see was hazy and spotted
from the outside sun
from the daytime slumber that is two-o-clock

nobody listens to classical music anymore.
nobody.
really.
nobody.
we are so far away from it's prime
the genre itself has been so narrowed

just as classic rock can be narrowed down to five artists
classical music can be described by one
i am not sure which one, but i don't care
i don't listen to classical music anyway.

she was there,
laying

i was here (as i always am)
halfway blind (not always)

***

There is this thing about women
When they are laying down, halfway to all the way naked...
they are more attractive
this applies even more-so when you are halfway blind

****

outside the window
I see light and dark
I see trees
and rain
and wind

i feel birds, cowering in branches
i smell grass, drinking
i see the moon, restlessly spinning in the sky

and i see Charles, the springer spaniel, sleeping in his oversized pillow