There's gonna be
onions on my
sandwich
even if I go to hell
with witches and
gods
of rock'n'roll
there's gonna be
warts on my fingers
and stains on my
clothes
even after a
manicure
and a visit to the
tailor
there's gonna be
unfinished business
even when I go
abruptly
bankrupt on the
first
week of June
I'll be Majnun
I'll be Layla
I'll be back
I'll be gone
there's gonna be
a coin jar
waiting for me at
home
always half-empty