Ode to The Willingly DeafA Poem by The Cynic
Dare you criticize?
Dare you pretend you understand the millionth part of what I was saying? Dare you assume that you have me figured out in the least? Hmph. Let's see then: See that curl in the side of your mouth that gnarling contempt. Or eyebrows that rise in surprise, you resent my few words, with your muffled, thin shout. Fear not, I'm not offended. Oh, not that you'd really care. Would you rather I couldn't bear the shame, and I choose to end it? No. Long as I live I won't shut my mouth for the benefit of one who doesn't care to hear Long as I live you won't see my back arched, apologetic Long as I live I won't take back a thing I've said What fool would take back the truth? You hadn't asked, but if you had I'd have told you. Cover your ears if you so desire but my mouth stays open till my tongue, self-made, tire.
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