i'm on my bed
it's around noon
the coffee is so so
the radio is speaking classical
the high school students
have taken over my front entrance
winter is creeping in
it's cold in my room
i shiver and light a smoke
must be a window open somewhere
i wish i had some slippers
there's a lot of creaking in the halls at this hour
it's an old building and it wears its age in endless ways
i think that the yankees will win the world series tonight
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