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it's just a slow day moving into a slow night. there's nothing even dying, it's just more waiting through a slow day moving into a slow night.

no other song could suit a day like today. i was laying waiting for the sleep to come or the day to pass when something made me check out the web. and thanks to etreh there it was, the song of sunday.

a sunday
even different
from a day like sunday...

it's just a slow day moving into a slow night.
the rain has stopped,
you can't hear a siren anywhere,
your wristwatch has a dead battery,
the cigarette lighter is out of fluid,
it's just a slow day moving into a slow night,
it's just more waiting through a slow day moving
into a slow night
like tomorrow's never going to come...

said bukowski and added

and when it does it'll be the same damn thing.


PS: then before i could post what i wrote, the electricity went off and proved me a day could be much more slow if it's meant to be. so, today it's easy to see, this post belongs to yesterday, a day nothing was able to move an inch.