"as though it made a difference"
oh well oh well
as though it made a difference
to my life
whether I lived or died
Ego in mortem and in its
transcendence
but hold on:
hold on hold on hold on hold on
but wait a minute, hold on:
hold on hold on hold on hold on
verse monger, vert,
I 'll give you chapter ad verse.
Easy verse and honesty are not easily
combined, at least as much as to join in
another poet's joy.
I shall linger at the station.
What are you waiting for?
Go to bed, don't hang around up for me.
I will wait for the rain to stop.
It will not last.
We were looking forward to the end of the war.
It made us waiting.
“Just you wait, it will fix you!”
War said.
Well well well, hang on:
Hang on hang on hang on hang on.
This exceeded all expectations.
I don’t like to be laid off.
I do not like to be put on sick leave.
It is nothing to do with me at all.
How would I know!
And what can you know about the all question?
Enough’s enough.
Yes, enough’s enough.
To combine business with pleasure in this shameless way.
To hang like that around the rehabilitation center.
To become partners without a minimal formal agreement:
Hand on?
I mean, an official accord.
Concord? Conformity? Compliance?
To let them consolidate their authority without opposing the slightest
impediment?
It is foolish. Extreme. Makes no sense to me?
As though it made a difference!
Erminia Passannanti, 10/15/01
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