nor elle - no tobacco I Mole Listening Pearls

nor elle From The Album: T A X I The night was very long. The head feels like a small tin where the mixed vegetables are swimming in salty water. Standing on the wet black pavement of this scant lighted street where the orange light of the street lights turn everything in fruits covered with a thin layer of vanilla sauce somehow the thoughts are joking with awareness. Many questions should be answered now: Why are all the windows dark? Should there be more orange light so that it seems it would be possible to eat the street to get home fast? Well, eating the street. Eating the street until the door of home arrives in front of the face. And then eating everything that surrounds the house. The rest that would be still there could be silence, could be solitude or nothing. Walking to the next station? No. Laying down here for sleep? Under no circumstance. Waiting until something happens? Maybe the first people going to work? Passing by? Never. But wait -- there are some car lights coming closer. It&