Lou wanted to be noticed and understood
But he was so quiet

So one day he wrote the following poem:
A four or five piece band
Where three or four of the people don't play any instruments
Performed in front of an audience
Consisting solely of six foot two lesbians from Anchorage Alaska
A kind of healing feeling friendly Sam
For a fortnight and a half a ham and cheese
Insinuating strenuous selfishness

And culminating in
Concrete caribou tissue
And crucified cats

After finishing the poem, Lou left it on the dining room table
Then he went into the bathroom
Slit each wrist seven times
And quietly died

No one noticed but everyone understood
No one noticed but everyone understood