Thursday, July 20, 2006
The Renunciator (a work in progress)
Or my stereo system, no not that
And whatever you do, don’t ask me for my computer.
What’s that you say?
You’d like a beer.
Take as much as you want.
Come again?
You say your stereo is broken?
Here, let me help you take it home.
Say what?
You know someone who needs a computer?
Well mine's obsolete and it’s nothing but a money sump.
I’ll pack it tomorrow and I’ll send it overnight express
They’ll have it tomorrow.
Baking, as we speak, in my oven.
No not that. Anything but that
Oh, you’re hungry?
What a coincidence.
Sit right down.
Let me get you a fork and a plate.
You see, it just so happens that the best apple pie in the universe
Is in my oven right now.
I’ll even wrap up the leftovers for you to take home.
You say you really want my ego,
My misperceptions,
My sense of smallness,
My sense of separation.
My limited understanding.
But what would I do without all that?
How would I live?
Oh I get it.
If I give you all that I’ll remember:
I am you,
You are me.
Why didn’t you say that from the beginning.
Oh, ha ha, you did.
I forgot.
I give you everything that never belonged to me anyway.
I give you my ego.
You give me myself.
Boy did I get a bargain or what?
You are there for me.
I am here for you.
Whatever you do, though, just don’t ask me to…….
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