No-one Wants to Know YouWhen You're MadNo-one wants to know You when you're mad; Sad but true, A cliché, Like me and You were sad To see me go When I was sane, Pained to wash even One small memory Down the drain Like a toenail Clipping Or the dripping That I'd left in A mug by the Door for Weeks; And you loved That little piece of Me that was Disgusting, Trusted my idiosyncrasies, The seasons of my mood, Brooding silences, Mournful glances Entranced you; God knows why. And we would speak For fifteen minutes on the Phone at lunch time, Pine for home time And each other, Mimicking the Softened tones of lovers; And you were Glad to see my Face each night, though It was pasty and gave me, For one, a fright each Morning at the mirror. Then someone pushed The dimmer switch In my head And you did not Want to know A mad man And his pain; You washed affection Down the drain, Dragged the chain Across and smashed The thin glass. I do not blame you. I would have done the same.
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Poem Study Notes:'Mad' here is written in English English (insane) as opposed to American English (angry), but maybe the poem could be read both ways... This poem - a serious one for a change - was written in 1997 and can be interpreted as a pessimistic view of relationships or as a comment on the inability of partners in a relationship to appreciate and look after each other's heads properly. In another way, this poem just tells a story. I don't know if there is a name for the technique used in "Like me and You were sad", near the beginning, where "You" is both the last word of one sentence and the first word of the next sentence. To be honest it wasn't deliberately written that way in order to use any technique ... it just seemed to sound nice like that. But if that is a real technique and somebody knows what it's called, I'd be interested to find out! |