From Sam Shepard’s Savage/Love:
Beggar
Could you give me a small part of yourself
I’m only asking for the tiniest part
Just enough to get me from here to there
Could you give me something
Anything at all
I’ll accept whatever it is
Could you just put your hand on my head
Could you brush against my arm
Could you just come near enough
So I could feel as though you might be able to hold me
Could you touch me with your voice
Blow your breath in my direction
Is it all right if I look straight into your face
Could I just walk behind you for a little while
Would you let me follow you at a distance
If I had anything of value I’d gladly give it to you
If there’s anything of me you want just take it
But don’t think I’m this way with everybody
I almost never come to this
In fact usually it’s the other way around
There’s lots of people
Who would love to even have a conversation with me
Who even ask me if they can walk behind me
So don’t get any ideas that I’m completely alone
Because I’m not
In fact you’re the one who looks like you could use a little company
Where do you get off thinking you have anything to give me anyway
I have everything I need
And what I don’t have I know where to get it
Any time I want
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the afternoon
Five o’clock in the morning
In fact I’m wasting my time right now
Just talking to you
Hums
A capella, melody line only
no words
“I’m in the mood for love”
A play by Sam Shepard and Joseph Chaikin; Copyright © 1981 Sam Shepard
Beggar
I’ve given everything I have
Even the tiniest part is gone
It’s just not enough to get you from here to there
How about you give me something
Anything at all
I’ll accept whatever it is
YOU put your hand on my head
YOU brush against my arm
YOU just come near enough
But I know you won’t be able to hold me
I am touching you with my voice
Here’s my breath
Look me straight in the face, if it’s all right with you
Walk behind me, but
don’t follow
Just don’t think I’m this way with everybody
I almost never come to this
In fact it’s usually the other way around
And I’m sure there’s lots of people
Who would love to even have a conversation with you
Who even ask you if they can walk behind you
But don’t get any ideas that I’m asking you to
Because I’m not
In fact, it looks like YOU could use a little
company
And you’re right I don’t have anything to give you
anyway
What you don’t have you know where to get it
any time you want and
so do I
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the afternoon
Five o’clock in the morning
So let’s quit wasting our time talking to
each other.
Hums:
A capella, melody line only no words
“Baby, I’m in the mood for you” -Bob Dylan
This is really deep. I like it alot. This and the last companion piece were both really good, but I felt that you branched out more – took more risk – with this one. From the content side of things, the protagonist’s voice asserts (her?) value in no uncertain terms. Her defiance against the arrogant superiority found in the first poem is flat out delicious.
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Ahh DELICIOUS. I love that word. Thanks Matt!!
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