I’ve telephoned many times but I haven’t been able to reach you
I must write instead
We need to have a very serious conversation
I request an explanation concerning
My pet bird which I intrusted to you.
It’s been abused, I am just waiting for confirmation that you are the culprit
She sings no more
She plays no more
She talks no more
But rather has a reserved response to every stimulus
What have you done!
How you have betrayed me!
You told me you would allow her to take flight
Now it seems as though her wings have been clipped
Why such a devious action, eighteen?
I thought we would have been the best of friends
You, Freedom, and I
But on the contraire!
Freedom seems to be posessed by her arch foe constriction
Whatsoever made me intrust my prized possesion to you?
I was told you were wonderful, eighteen
I was told you were wonderful
Now as I sit here observing my abused bird
I have nothing but a melancholy disposition mixed
with a violent anger
I am quite saddened that I spent many moments wishing I could be in your company.
You are a criminal, eighteen
You deserved to be captured,
If I could strangle you myself I would!
And I can, but I can’t.
Had your younger cousin have performed such an action,
she would have been terminated.
But you eighteen,
you are a tamer!
A trained tamer!
You break down
You rip apart
All things which promote rebelliousness, creativity, expression
To replace them with
the Status Quo
the “standing” waves
You exanimate until damnation!
Do not try to deny
You know what you do….
and now I know too
It’s a sad sad occurance that I won’t be able
to bring you to completion
I’ll have to wait another year
But keep trying
Keep doing your job
Bloody hell I’ll have my way with you
Take that as a threat