He Sat Alone At The Bar
Eating His Usual Breakfast Of Diced Ham & Scrambled Eggs
He Dipped Pan Con Mantequilla
Into His Cafe Con Leche
Watched The Oil From The Butter
Swirl In The Coffee
As He Casually Swiped
Bread Crumbs Away
& Shooed Vistors
Utensils Clanking
Sometimes Caught His Attention
Reminding Him Of Wind Chimes
& How The Chimes
Brought Luck
& The Knowledge That Winds Existed
He Shakes His Head
& Kinda Laughs
Cause He's Sitting There
Having A Conversation
With Himself..
..AGAIN
He'd Look Over His Shoulder
Every Time Someone Walked In To The Eatery
One Of Those Fans That's
Suppose To
Keep Flies Out
Kicks In With It's
Loud Mechanic Whirly Sound
Like Its Letting People Know
Its Doing Its Job
Only To Turn
Right Back Around
To Find The Only
Smartest Fly
That Got Past
The Big Gust Of Wind
Chillin' On His Coffee Saucer Plate
And He Says
It Must Be Your Birthday Too
You Fuckin' Fly
& The Fly Diabolically Rubs His Legs Together
As To Say
Yes
Yes It Is
So What Are We Gonna Get In To
And He Says
I Dont Know
But There's Gotta Be Music
And He Says
I Dont Know
But There's Gotta Be Music