Misery For the Road

Invisible Tonight

I am invisible tonight

Only certian shy women see me

All my hideous days of visibility

I longed for their smiles

Now they lean out of their shabby

plans-for-the-evening

so we may salute one another

Sisters of mine

of my own shattered people

going after third-choice lovers

they smile at me to indicate

that we can never meet

as long as we permit

this order of things to persist

in which we are the wretched ones

Leonard Cohen

Ugly in My Own Eyes

Whenever I happen to see you

I forget for a while

that I am ugly in my own eyes

for not winning you

I wanted you to choose me

over all the men you know

because I am destroyed

in their company

I have often prayed for you

like this

Let me have her

Leonard Cohen