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you don't wanna know

PostPosted: Mon Feb 19, 2018 5:26 pm
by Gamer
There's a table and a chair
and a jug of water over there
but i'm not thirsty and i'm not sitting
i've got nothing to bring to the table but self pity
and you ask me how I'm doing
you don't wanna know

there's a sky and a cloud
and they're both the same color
and they play to the same crowd
it's a crowd of one; it's me, but I'm not in it
I've got nothing to bring to the sky but my own limit
and you ask me how I'm doing
you don't wanna know

Re: you don't wanna know

PostPosted: Mon Feb 19, 2018 8:03 pm
by Meno_
Even if we don't want to know, we must, for ignorance is not blissfull.

Re: you don't wanna know

PostPosted: Tue Feb 20, 2018 2:46 am
by Gamer
Not sure what you mean by that, you're being deep in a way that is above my pay grade.

Troof be told I was simply looking for a way to use the word "Jug" in a poem.
There's something so satisfying about saying the phrase "a jug of water."

It's even funner to say out loud.

Try it with me.

A jug of water

A jug of water

A JUGGA WATTA!

A JUGGA WATTA!

I can't stop.

Re: you don't wanna know

PostPosted: Tue Feb 20, 2018 5:03 am
by Meno_
Gamer wrote:Not sure what you mean by that, you're being deep in a way that is above my pay grade.

Troof be told I was simply looking for a way to use the word "Jug" in a poem.
There's something so satisfying about saying the phrase "a jug of water."

It's even funner to say out loud.

Try it with me.

A jug of water

A jug of water

A JUGGA WATTA!

A JUGGA WATTA!

I can't stop.



' and you ask me how I'm doing,
you don't wanna know'

The poem is fine, on any levels , these last couple of lines hide a colloqualism, for knowing would incite perhaps a retort by the one's addressed, like then , why did you even
raise the question? This become an ironic twist, as the whole poem is : and the simple question arises automatically , from the audience : why not?

Sure the whole theatre is sourced in ambiguity and colorlessness, but the absurd character is no less worthy of notice then Becket's waiting for Godot, who is also a stylistic device to form character out of a lack of focused and defined background. The absurdity of the lusterless monotone of a context bring out the despair of the foreground and not the other way around.

Very well done !