Damn conversation’s overrated.
Socratic dialogue is synthetic conversation.
Wisdom is impossible when we keep getting interrupted
by a friend’s ego. The format of conversation itself
destroys learning. Give me my silent bookshelf.
Having a long conversation with yourself
is madness. But nothing pleases us more.
Only self-pleasing truly pleases
and every subject is clear
when I’m allowed to sift it without you here.
I was helpless as a fish out of water
surrounded by friends and a beer.
Why didn’t I see that? Why did I waste my youth?
Why wasn’t that clear?