an Ode to Maggie.
For those about to charge headlong into the unkown,
we salute you.
For those about to stride bravely into that 4m square office,
we salute you.
For those about to stand rigid whilst having all sorts of all the wall criticisms hurled at them,
we salute you.
For those about to stare into those wrinkle encrusted spheres she calls eyes and fail to see anything vaguely humane,
we salute you.
For those about to tell it to that insane old woman, losing all grip on reality, how it really is,
we salute you.
She tried to tell my parents I was on drugs. ‘You’re thin… your eyes look pale and empty…’ I’m famous for it. They always have been.
‘What’s happened to you? You used to be so full of life, and enthusiasm!’
I think I’ve actually got an answer, now… I saw the world. I didn’t like what I saw.
