waste
Ω the idea wasn’t complicated but it was never complete. they met and discussed, planned and discriminated. a list of tasks was compiled then divided. inner thoughts clouded, combated with the exterior pose. public consultation generated productive feedback. sub-committees assembled to devise. schedules once disturbed were digested and agreed upon. success closed in mind.
tears and birds and butterflies
Α there are three levels we talk at. there’s exchange, of information, anything from catching up with the neighbours to explaining to someone how to use the vcr. you’ve got emotion, like break-ups, politics, sports, religion. an emotional argument only ever goes one way.
hush now darling don’t you cry
Ω amoungst them there were the leaders and their orders followed. the natural course moved events. error greeted reproach, though polite no fervor came. favour was won and discarded, traded and played. the goal was always simple. everything was to go accordingly its way.
trees and grass and scraped knees
Α the best way to convince someone you’re right is to understand what they’re saying. you have to convince them that they’re wrong and the only way to do that is to turn their own argument against them. you take their side and twist it around, and when you’re done, if you’ve done it right, there’s only going to be one side.
mommy’s here, remember me
Ω the hour came and they were ready. their stations manned, the setting placed. tension hung and tables made, each knew inside and out the disposition of things. dignitaries were to arrive greeted, sit and spend. revenue projections designed to meet cost. analysis rendered unacceptable results. the mean calculation began to come undone.
yelling, fighting, biting, screaming
Α when emotions get into things, everything becomes way too complicated. it’s better to get out. you have to avoid that stuff at all costs. some people don’t understand. everything can’t be that simple. thing’s go bad sometimes. a lot around here is wrong. i know it’s not right, i’m not defending anything, but at the end of the day, you’re feelings should be the last thing that matter to you. it’s about getting things done. you just have to get it together, get it down and get it done.
chirping, laughing, growling, sleeping
Ω miscommunication muddled the first breakdown. when reconvened humilities revealed. those in power sought to admonish but alienated instead. rumours spread and circled. weather conspired. promotion failed. competitors appeared, distracted. the expected did not gather. ill feeling simmered. reared inherent, ironic trajectory comes to the finish. once raised heads slumped over backs bent.
growing flowers, bright sunshine
Α you’re not listening. i’m right and i don’t care. there’s only one way. yeah, you have information and emotion. emotion? just listen to me. i am right. you better. there’s just one way. i wish it weren’t like this, but we have to. what do you mean, you don’t have to. because. because i said so. don’t talk to me like that. who do you think you are? who do you think you’re talking to. i’m right. no emotions, you’ll see. i’ll show you.
relax my angel, you’ll be fine
Ω upon reflection the matter is unsettled. review yields few results. explanations are not forthcoming. morale has declined along with output. layoffs become regular and regulated. contracts are dishonoured. contacts do not return calls. restructuring and resolutions resolve. the idea was rather easy. they move on, they come around.
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