If there's an ounce of reason,
It is not you---
To see this life through!
If there's an ounce of respect
I shall give myself,
---Until then,
I may not recollect!
For the waking mornings
Of just everyday
Are mere reminders of
our precipice--doomsday!
And like no clarity
has ever assuaged,
This equally transient life
requites my long-awaited wage!