I don't want freedom of speech; I have nothing to say. Love was to come. But talk got in the way. The animals do it right. If there's trouble, they screech. I've seen trouble created by the sweetest and smoothest speech. Freedom exists or does not exist---by everything not free. Every principle contradicts itself. So don't tell me. My country produced poetry. But readers ran away to prose, and what the unruly say. Freedom of speech is the worst ringing in our ears. Be free! Escape! Follow this buzz of fears.
