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Achilles Soliloqui Before

For those ready to believe otherwise, 

these were the thoughts of Achilles P Bishop, while sipping from a pint at the counter of a londonese pub and scratching an infamous tendon at the same time, before heading home to the wifey: 


I baked so slow

I'm almost old.

I never knew that I could sing,

If I could humm, if I could 

buzz.

I never knew that that face fuzz

Will turn into a beard.

I never dug for gold!

I hid behind a woman's robe,

My mother's, then my wife's;

My teeth were sharper then them knifes,

I never took that bite of life!

I almost lost that left side lobe

And now I'm turning old.

My skin is turning into crust,

My veins are clogging with the rust

Of things not said,

Of deeds not done.

I feel I'll never be the one

Not even if I must,

Not even if I loose my hold

On things I love,

On things I knew...

My brain is turning like

a screw,

I still don't have the slightest 

clue

On how I could,

On what I should

Howl with my growling voice.

I act as if I've still a path,

I act as if I can still grow,

As if this is a thing I know:

That I have still a

Choice.

And yet, I never dug for gold!

I never sought the golden fleece,

I almost never felt the bliss,

As if I were born old.

I knew things were all

As they should

I felt the one to change,

To hear, to speak, to walk,

To grow,

Aknowledge all that he could know,

Should have been I.

I don't know why,

But do I wanna know?


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