-- Ya just cant
keep yer mouth shut
canya
-- No
I cannot
-- Ya really cant
-- I cant
-- Ya cant
do ya realise where ya might be taday or have gone if ya did
-- No
I bear
no malice of forethought to any parcel of my life
It gives me trouble
but goodness
knows its saved me trouble too
The way I see it namatter
its a coin toss
Or you can sit on your ass finger
the cards your dealt eyeball everyone around the table
eye the cards up but
everyones telling themselves a different story and listening
intently
Didnt see that one comin did you
So
Im begrudged to say my peace and
let things fall where they may
I refuse to react
-- Too bad you werent taught better
-- Taught better
Well taught implies learning and learning never
came easy to me even if I was enthused
Maybe I had a short attention span
Or maybe Im just easily bored
-- Or maybe somebody should ought to have beat
ya
-- When
would that have happened
-- Shouldve happened at the getgo
-- You think it didnt
The nice thing about beat early
is that fear dissipates early
Then they found themselves
beating on nothing
And thats no fun
is it
I imagine like pounding on a piano
and no sound comes out
All those black and white keys and
nothing comes out
-- But ya got some thing
whirlin
inside ya head
-- I do
Youd be nuts to beat on a kids
head
Tough to talk your way out of
repeated blacks eyes busted noses
even
a retard can get their hands out in front of them when they go down
So they didnt break my jaw
and my mouth went off
whenever
I wanted it to
Then I grew out of short
pants evened scores
without malice of forethought
as they
occurred
You could say Im as spontaneous as
flint and steel
-- Maybe I could say
if I could get a word in edgewise
--
--
-- Missed an opportunity
-- Nah I didnt Ya were teasin
-- I was
No
cat getting my tongue
You see
then
I forced myself to keep my mouth shut
then I became fearless
and ever since
I move my jaws and tongue
I spit out the iron bit
and I aint going backwards to hold my tongue for
nothing
and no
one
I could assume Gaaaad I hate that
word if I were silent I
could endure a beating
likely too psychically speaking it stands to reason why I probably wouldnt hold my tongue to save
my life
Its a triggered response Pavlovian
I salivate Ring a bell
Ring a bell an Im off my stool out
of my corner
Ive
always been able to count on a corner of a room to have my back
From there you can see whats
coming and aint nobody going to creep
up on you an stab you in the back
-- Lonely
I would think
in a corner
-- No not really
Its only big enough for one
0027, Saturday,
27 6. 15
Written to (and can be read to) John
Cages Dream (1948) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hVFCmK6GgM
