Why don’t people leave off being lovable
or thinking they are lovable, or wanting to be lovable,
and be a bit elemental instead?
Since man is made up of the elements
fire, and rain, and air, and live loam
and none of these is lovable
but elemental,
man is lop-sided on the side of the
angels.
I wish men would get back their balance among the
elements
and be a bit more fiery, as incapable of telling lies
as fire is.
I wish they’d be true to their own variation, as water
is,
which goes through all the stages of steam and stream and
ice
without losing its
head.
I am sick of lovable people,
somehow they are a lie.