17.4.14

extrOverts



graffic introverts
were the least of his trouble
he knew where theyre coming from
and might even be able to guess where theyre going

it was the fucking extroverts that tied him in a knot
extroverts   understatement   didnt say it plainly enough 
more precisely   extrOverts 
they were the bright bulls in the china shop
righteous
entitled
and SHOCKed when he didnt put up with their antics

Whatever youve heard about yourselves
is wrong
That braying   still echoing in my ears    is the braying of asses
And I cant allow you to comport yourselves as such and defame me along the way
All around eyes are coming down on me
Youre all too selfabsorbed  oblivious  to recognize that without you
So  its my job to shut it down
Shut you down
And  you wanna push me  Ill drop a manhole cover on your heads
Ill bury you
Aint nobody gonna dig deep enough to find you
Not deep enough by a long shot

Aw  they looked hurt

though hed seen their mock ups before
to a person they had perfected it
but it was the attached thin skeins of insincerity  -  like the invisible wires Japanese 
model jets streaked the Silver Screen skies on  -  that betrayed them
he plucked them
they sounded like badly tuned harp chords
out of practise

No  not deep enough by a long shot  he reiterated

they were maddening
but they were the type that was the rage that had been the rage for as long as he 
could remember
they were encouraged
to a fault
and to be unlike them
was a knell
suspect   not joyous
there was no convincing otherwise
the pecking order was established
pedagogy ordained it
curriculum made it circumspect
and from kindergarten to boardroom
it was so

so deplete of roundness  counterpoint
the perfect storm
lemmings raining off a cliff 
they fed off one another like incestuous wetnurses
they exhausted him

when he was finally apart
like his brother sister introverts
he sought the fulfillment of silence and aloneness

--   Youre lonely

--   No  Being alone isnt lonely  I cherish being by myself

it didnt and wouldnt compute
they couldnt wrap their hard skulls around that


remaining anxious was the least of his troubles



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