So
you can't pour a drink
from
a fibre optic,

easy mistake to
make mine a double.

Out on a limb and listening to Cohen wondering to myself, do I know him?

and the answer came to me through the words which he sang to me, words of melancholy, words of God above, words which invoked in me a feeling akin to love.

So I knew him
but
too late now
to tell him
that I knew him
perhaps
I'll tell Marianne.

Some people get off the train at the wrong station
and think well, I'm here now, *** it, I'll stay.

Leave nothing behind you
or others may find you
and if they do
you will have to leave again.

Some people hang loose
some
like to put their heads in a noose
I like pomegranate juice
that was probably
of little or no interest
a bit like
my bank account.

The days are rolling on into more days the longer I go on and everything's becoming a blur, it's all so fast-paced.

A need to step aside, to get off this mad ride and take a long deep breath.

Monday and why not?
it was Monday last week so this is probably a repeat.

I'm not complaining,
really.

We're here now so,
are we there yet?
becomes redundant.

...and then she said that she liked girls,
oh
just like me then,
and I don't like men
again just like me

we were hitting it off
but I think that I'd bitten off
more than I could chew,

she said, but Bro'
I like you though
and
I liked her

we shared lunch
and that's all.

President Turnip
approaches the onion
office

orange
in hand.

Hide but not seek
look
and don't peek,
some things we put away
and when that rainy day comes
we bring out the umbrella.