Deserted High Noon
Coming home from the night shift of my
second job early in the morning
Without sleeping or eating
I sit behind my desk
To do paper work and make phone calls to my customers
Oh. it's already noon.....
I murmur
After eating a banana
I go outside to buy cigarettes
The sun is scorching
Showered by the sunbeams biting me
I walk in de Chirico's high noon
Hearing no sounds in the street