Be kind,
Be rude,
Be angry
Or be bored,
But be there.
Come naked,
Come blind
Or at least blindfolded.
Do come with all your senses
Untouched;
It might help our conversation along.'
I say.
'Don't be suspicious,
Nothing is hiding under the heavy curtains of my mind
And If I 'm thoughtful
Do not place your blue assumptions on my table.
If you do, I will not be considering them.'
You say.
'I might come down as selfish,
But I need...do I need to hurt you?
I simply won't
Allow destructive silence of the wistful kind
To fill my glass half full.'
'You are absurd
I feel you are absurd,
erratically and brazenly
stoning my concrete wall.
Give up your hope
You won't be coming in.
And that is how I feel.'
'But that is not a feeling,
I am enraged.
There, a feeling.
Please let me come on top
Of all of this
So I can be the better one,
The better of the two.
Hold on, hold out,
Be patient and be kind,
I need to feel my soul...
It's chilly there and cold.'
In this artwork Kingstown Harbour
Can be seen in the background.
So your boat is safe.
Just pull it closer to our shore
Once more.
Safe shore of all our limitations;
Why would you want to risk so much?
Shaking the boat was dangerous
To pull from under us
Much of the common ground
We stand.
Integrity, you tell me,
Has got the better of you.
Go on, you be integrous,
Have not an expectation
That I will follow suit.
For my one has me ridiculed.
I'm holding tight
To sadism
For now.
