The painter paints with colorless colors
The water is made of stone and gravel
The atmosphere above is made up of shallows
Women sing in unspeakable tongues
The wind ever whistles an alien noise
The asphalt roads move as if they are alive;
They have a flowing wave-like movement
The clouds bounce up and down
To the rhythm of the wind
The sun laughs as if he were mad
The moon seeks the stars of the night to feast
Two strangers walk past each other
One stops and starts ripping his hair out
"You'll give yourself a brainache, cut it out"
The other stranger says unenthusiastically
He stops pulling his hair and smiles
And rips a big black rod out from his head
Then he yawns and says,
"Sorry to bother, do you have the time mate?"
The unenthusiastic stranger says,
"No? Don't you know we are going to die"
"So I'm going to lose me rod?"
Asked the stranger in a distraught tone
"Who needs a rod when the sun is shining"
Said the uninterested stranger
Both strangers look up
To see the sun falling from the heavens
"We're about to get one bad sunburn!"
They both said at the same time
As the sun melts the earth to ash and dust
