Add a verse... Etudes en Noir

Fluorescent light gone:
Cubes stripped like bone.
Writing code, in this world thrown.

Go home, fool. Lie with your love.  Make her moan.

So many coats, so many sashes,

They’ll all end up in ashes.

Iron, bamboo, and bronze flashes,

So many colors on Linda's eyelashes.

Nobody can master the wheel of the Dao,

You boast it hasn’t eaten you now.

But Earth ever thirsts for men’s blood.

Don’t speak so soon. It’s early yet. It would.

In your beginning is your end,

And time you cannot bend.

On chess-board of night and day we play

Soon it’s over: in the box we’ll lay.