Pink Church Tower Death Clock

Chapter 3

It was a gray day, I didn't care to
watch the compass or the sky
 just heading where
 the wind wanted me to go.
When the wind stops, sometimes she came
to the deck when there were glassy waters.
We used to talk about jazz,
      brief sunset conversations.
Blue hull boat belonging
   to a blue sea snake
sailing wherever I was pushed
   and pulled by the the
 winds and tides, and thats it.
Dead Guy Ale Dinners watching
 mountain baking pan
  getting closer in my way to
   The Third Rock From the Coast.
Melusine found me a job, in case of successful
I could be promoted to South Sea Swell Supervisor
She told me, that a Monsoon African Cobra told her
that there's a place where they grow coffe
 in the middle of Africa, and there lives
a Powerful Black Magician, who is always
sacrifying any kind of turtles, snakes and lizards.
 After some time Joseph Kony was becoming very
  unpopular among the wind_snakes world.  
It was very difficult set him up in a
    Flood or Land Slide
and he had the ability to evade ambushes
 thunder hits and bullets.
I just had to go to this place and set
the Pink Church Tower Death Clock 24 hours ahead
that will make Kony a regular person for 1 hour
time enough to drive him to the exit of this universe.
-I'll wait for you  
 Between the Devil and The Deep Blue Sea,
  she said.
They started to grow coffe in that Rock many time ago
the monks there learned that the coffe kept a link
 with its original source, some of them learned to see
and have coffee visions, so they created
the Pink Church Tower Death Clock to return some kindness
 back to the coffee, that was
  one of their main sources of income.
After the tower was created some of them decided
to lock themselves in this Hill Friary House
 until the clock starts working, since then you can
  see the Turning Lights Every Sunset.
11:21 Lighting bolts on a clear sky, south west
 seventh floor corner, blue cristal tower, 
  blue montains from an iPhone color picker
War Songs on The Radio