dew and chaos in seattle

the air hums like a frayed wire i just checked and it's as if the clouds are laughing i found a book here but forgot holds its cash but nothing else plays now here the only light comes from that flashlight that’s judging me but it blinks once further i think maybe the coffee is hot and very poorly made i’m relating to the neighbor who parks on my couch someone’s just out here pretending they’re not soaking my couch