I'VE GOT A DECLENSION
I've got a declension and it's well after midnight.
All this coffee's burned a hole in my chest; where
the light seeps in - something like that. I forget
how it was put in that Leonard Cohen song; and
I never really cared - he bugs me. I dislike men
with deep voices who chatter and churn.
Like the rest, I dislike them all, and men shouldn't
sing. How do you like that for an opinion? There
were swaddling clothes around every infant I've
ever seen too, you know. Not everyone's a savior.