Thursday, 16 February 2012

"The Quiet Ones"

I don't run around naked in the street.

Kinda cold - you know?

And anyway, I'm always at home.

I don't set fire to myself,

although I might think about that one...

I don't set off alarms - false alarms -

in stores

on purpose.

I can't, anyway. I'm always at home.

I was trained not to make a fuss:

Join our orderly queue.

Stand in line. Wait your turn.

No, I don't say a word. I won't.

I'm fine - you know?

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