Monday 15 September 2008

The Imperative, 2.



Cry in the Street.

Turn away from any friends you might have
or run towards them. Overemphasise the dramatic

version, but do not wail. If you wear glasses,
remove them. Refuse all help;

demand a taxi home. State your intention.
Do not let them get away with it. Or

let the tears fall and walk home
briskly, head held high. Either way.

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