This and that and the next thing - just don’t tell me,
just don’t tell me – a conversation only takes place
on MY terms, he says, don’t ask questions - I won’t
repeat the plot of an article or movie, I won’t tell you,
I won’t tell you, read it for yourself or watch the film
Just don’t ask me, don’t ask me, I never analyse any
topics and conversations only take place on my terms,
then he adds - Feel free to talk - and as I start – Just
don’t tell me, just don’t tell me, talk about the weather
or cars – but be specific, what car compared to which
Other car, don’t compare unrelated things - discuss
home improvements, the paving – the nuclear waste
in the back – that’s what it is, I think without saying
it – painting the paving, fixing the ceiling, sports –
but only relevant things, not the All Blacks or your
Admiration for them – just don’t tell me what you think,
only tell me what I want you to think, repeat my thoughts
back to me - as for the rest, just don’t tell me, just don’t
tell me - and I put up with it because in life’s equation as
a game of pros and cons, his honesty weighs more than
His refusal to listen to me, after all…
Friday, December 25, 2015
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