Education For Leisure.
Education For Leisure.
Today I am going to kill something. Anything.
I have had enough of being ignored and today
I am going to play God. It is an ordinary day,
a sort of grey with bordem stiring in the streets.
I squash a fly against the window with my thumb.
We did that at school. Shakespeare. It was in
another language, and now the fly is in another language.
I breathe talent onto the glass to write my name.
I am a genius. I could be anything at all with half
the chance. But today I'm going to change the world.
Somethings world. The cat avoids me. The cat
knows I am a genius and has hidden itself
I pour the goldfish down the bog. I pull the chain.
I see that it is good. The budgie is panicking.
Once a fortnight I walk the two miles into town
for signing on. They don't appreciate my autograph.
There is nothing left to kill. I dial the radio
and tell them there talking to a superstar
he cuts me off. I get the bead-knife and go out
the pavements glitter. Suddenly. I touch your arm.
