if a man is an island
the best thing you can hear from him is

"I lend you my ear"

and though it doesn't mean he will listen

even at a mere distance of 10 sm away

it's already too much to ask from an island,

isn't it?

in a room, lit

by a poor candle

it's no longer a secret, 

that the game is not even worth one

it is no longer a mystery

that in the Long-Run we are all dead

well

some may say that's too bad

sure it is, honey,

it sure is

just make sure

you don't miss