“A faceless guest approached me
And as he shook me by the hand
I looked at him blankly, thought, ‘who’s this man?’
He claimed we’d met before.
I said, ‘I’m sorry, this amnesia is my great flaw'.”
My friends continually berate me for what could be perceived as indifference or apathy in others. I lose count of the number of times I have warmly introduced myself to someone only to find out latterly – and to my detriment – that I have frolicked with them on numerous occasions. In the great lexicon of social faux pas, this surely counts among the most grotesque? The truth is, I am often lost in my own thoughts which I realise smacks of solipsism.
Sometimes I should undoubtedly pay more attention to new faces. Sometimes I should acknowledge the possibility of a burgeoning friendship.
But sometimes – only sometimes – I am left singularly unimpressed be the ‘would-be’ companion who is shaking my hand with a grip that would make Robocop quail.
It is to this phenomenon that the lyrical fragment displayed above refers.
Oh please do not all rush to condemn me! Let he who is sinless cast the first stone! Everyone is guilty of making unconsidered judgements.
This song is yet to be finished. When it is complete it will be a feast for the senses. Like the writer, the song is flawed but infectious. I can only hope that you will agree.
Matthew
No comments:
Post a Comment