It's the Christmas holidays : ) Off to Saddleworth tomorrow. Won't see Phil for a bit so here is a poem featuring him. But mostly it's about ME.
Hello! Who are you then?
You know how
When you meet someone new
You can tell you
Really like them
When you keep bringing them
Up in all your conversations?
(At The National Gallery,
Looking at Renaissance masterpieces,
I said,
'Phil draws...')
Well
You can also tell
Because you do the same thing
When you're with them
But about yourself.
Trying to fill in
As much as possible
As fast as possible
By spilling out
Random anecdotes
From your past
Regardless
Of immediate relevance.
'We used to always
Go to France...'
'When my grandparents
First met...'
'That's so
Romantic.
My grandma
Lives in Coventry...'
'At my friend's
Stag party...'
'I'd love to go there...'
'When I was last in Tanzania...'
And so on.
So really
You get to
Meet two new people
(One of them is you).
Oh! You can say
So that's
Who I am,
That's the way
I talk
And laugh
And these
Are my formative
Memories.
How interesting.
Hello me
Who are you then?
14/12/10
