The Warning
I.
DON’T.
FUCKING.
CHASE!
BOUNDARIES
To the NASA & Saturn people
of Hollywood
No. 1
Façades
From Open-Mics to Comedy Clubs
Every answer I ever gave to a flying-monkeys question was a God-damn lie.
You gatekeepers want details concerning me?
Show me it’s not beneath you to –
Approach me,
Admit you know who I am,
& ask me yourself.
No. 2
The Flying-Monkeys
The ignoring-game?
I’ll just grow on my own.
– i.e. Following Ø –
Try to get me to chase people?
I’ll just emotionally detach from them.
Off-stage theatrics?
I look the other way.
Blackball?
I’ll build my own shit!
Behavioral modification techniques?
You’re as predictable as you wish I was.
Fucking sad, but so true.
No. 3
Love, Loyalty, and Respect
You’ll never manipulate me.
You’re not smart enough.
You think I walked away for no reason?
I cannot be bought with
Money, Fame, or Recognition.
My price?
Be real with me,
and I’ll be real with you.
You’ll get what you want from me
when you have the decency to talk to me.
P.S.
Pauly, Peter, Emilie, & Rozafa:
– You know who I am –
Tell Bruce Gray I said,
“His cowboy hat looks fucking gay.”
See you Wednesdays, if I’m not banned
…Love you!