talkin' bout an intervention

Inclined to run far away
today, I’ll instead
remind you, it’s your charade
that’s made you not my friend.
Please get your head
examined, without delay.

I mean, really. Listen, dude,
your rude arrogance,
while unattractive and mean,
seems your signature dance.
I’ll never chance

with you any interlude.

Whew! I've revisited the Macneice stanza to respond to the song "Soon Enough" by Aimee Mann. Please hope over to Real Toads for more poems inspired by Aimee Mann's music. Nobody's gonna tell you to keep your voice down in the Imaginary Garden.

AND this is Poem #16 of 30 Poems in November to benefit Center for New Americans.