Of coarsehes
talking to himself he talks to himself
hes good company
doesnt have
to hang on his words
knows
the attendant facets to stories can argue them
cant blow smoke up his ass
don even try
not him
he knew better
anif he didnt “Whereof one cannot
speak, thereof one must be silent.”
Wittgensteins (Proposition 7) Tractatus
Logico-Philosophicus
wise
he couldnt lie to himself if he tried
had he
hed commit to lying his whole life longknew
cunts
called them out
they doubled down
at first he tried to convince them they
were wrong
Admit it Face the music
brazenly You’re out of your mind.
What? You gonna rat me out?
No
Im gonna tell the truth
You piece of shit.
You Jah
he agreed
didnt make friends
they couldnt trust him
on the playground in the dirt and woodchips they dug a line with the heel of their shoes
he crossed it
thats wherewhen he learned his ethics
not that he knew the word
but
had he not
had he been otherwise
the crap that backed up into his throat
that he spat
he watched others swallow
they
grimaced
but felt it a small price to pay to elude the horseshit the beatings he contended with
all that did was steel his resolve
not that he knew the word
Jah he talked to himself
1510, Sunday,
24 5. 26
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26
Aerosmith Walk This Way https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4c8O2n1Gfto
