Shnurov is hoarding cat food
and last night I dreamed
a vampire
and how the library
at Alexandria really burned
did you see it too
imagine that kinda guilt
but everyone is dreaming wildly
so why should I be any different
when I am like this
all the time
and I’m getting claustrophobic
I think it’s a conspiracy of pet hair
that’s trying to choke me out
and I should have requested
a Dyson
the last time I had anyone to ask
for birthday gifts
but at least I have a dog
and not a cat
and it knows to shit outside