sketches of modern buildings become useless in night, your troubles are met by a comfort of mellow night, from upon my pool side I ponder. aromas by wet grass and trees let off a comfort, the mellow gladness, no entrance, no exist , just existence, lovers express their love in the cool air amongst the pillowy grass, the endangered species is the brain. the hedonistic sadly will demolish its gifted few , me I will fade, no one really cares though, I represent the mellow beauty of society. I can clue myself in, to something, that doesn't represent me so I shall fade... amongst the cool bight mist ...no tears shall be shed, no concerns shall be thought... just mellow death, almost peaceful happiness. mellow tragedy for me, explosion of pleasure for few, greatness that should be praised has faded away.