when did words become irrevocable?
I remember when no one gave a damn about half of what I said and the other half they ignored. Now, despite the perilous journey from thought to word that WE ALL ACKNOWLEDGE, I am expected to stand behind every last bite that falls out of my mouth. If I abandon a conviction or change an opinion, then I am weak. And a weakling’s convictions are of no worth here. Here, where our mistress Empirical is fucked and fuck offed as pleases our crumbling backbone of irrevocable words.
When my neighbor sees me walking by
He shouts things out the window
Not malicious things,
Thing like “I’m not wearing pants”
“I’m standing on a chair” and
“Have you seen my bouncy ball? It’s orange”