Culture
Things that have been told to me by animals who don't speak or communicate.
I want to be a star. Instead, Im a duck. I want to be skinny and scream-singing with me. Instead, I have a beak. I not even a white duck. I don't have a shiny yellow beak. I don't have a fluffy white feathers. Im not even a mallard. I like those. I don't have have one. I'm just a duck...The kind of duck that unless you're a duck specialist, you have no idea what kind of duck I'am. What do you know? What I know..is that I'am not a rockstar. I don't have a band. I don't get a glance across the stage at my lead guitarist as we give each other a look. A superlook...a look that we says we have a secret. A rock star secret. God, I wish I were a rock star.
I shit in a lake. Sometimes a shit on the shore but only when there are no people around. Because I find it embarrassing. Nobody likes having a shit on a shoreline. Nobody. I live in my toilet. I am glad in not born as a chicken. For obvious reasons. I've thought about throwing caution to the wind. Trying to be a odds an become a rockstar. You know? Learn an instrument and learn to scream and sing. I tried to get a duck band together but nobody stuck. Ducks have no purpose. Well, a duck can dream. Playing pool is cool. I might take up a billard. Have my own stick....the kind that splits in half and you carry in case. A "leather case" cool. Very cool.I think I will have a paddle around the lake..
Date
May 18, 2021