James stopped sleeping

King of the world
Downfall gates open
the inviting warm smiles of the quaranteen breakers
Missing teeth let their infection seethe
Their theories of a coin based economy

King of the world
Routine is supposed to be your doctor
Now you are the day´s slave
snacks pillaged and sleep in lethargic and blue
spend that last cent on caffeine

You stopped sleeping
haze became your existance
meaning left the hours
like a sumptious fling dying in midflower
dreams are priceless and locked up tight

chaos in your head
started nibling on your health
the scenery melted your patience
dreams hungered to manifest
deprivation meets your excess hungrily
and they invest their capital in a psychological disease

dawn was met by your sleepy eyes wide open
don´t misplace your mind son

Covid waltz

Swinging across the globe up and down
lips glued to the dance partners
romance in the spread
numbers climax

Panic such an intense arousal
slipping off a soggy europe
stimulated by all the kissing
in the mediterranean wine pool

A longing from the bowels of the economic giant
stuck in bed winter cloud still passing
covid soup and refrigerated trucks

The music plays
masks are displayed
reruns turn your eyes gray

The dance floor cool
asia sharpens their tools
currency spins and bucks
england turns and turns until it chucks up