… the world is good ’n clean.
Blues is on the radio. Love is in the heart. Flowers are in the air. Sun and soft non-covering clouds, terrible white in the sky.
Something good, today. No worry. Good old days? HOLY! GOOD OLD DAYS!
Why not, for these few secounds.
You tasted good this morning. Liked the 2 minutes and 33 secs. Brillant in’n out. News were bad from the paper. Just worrys. Laughting from your nose. Give a shit. What you wanna do? Save the world?
That’s what it tastes like, a beer in the morning. Sex in the morning. Different sound in the morning.
Times are changing. For gods sake. They are.