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