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A small little vermillion velvetine bear, perched by the windowsill. Frayed, faded and falling apart.
“Why do you keep it”
“Because it is what one does”
A slice of lemon plopped neatly into the top of a cool crisp glass of chardonnay.
“Why do you put lemon in your wine”
“Because it is what I do”
A glance towards a picture in a frame, silent trees against a sky of brandy and frosted glass and gloom.
“Why do you like that picture”
“Because it has atmosphere”
A row of skeletonal trees, swaying in the winters stiff wind, looking like people dancing for a funeral.
“Why do you think it’s atmospheric”
“Because it is a poignant image of natures haunting beauty"
A small sneer perhaps and looking back at the window sill at a battered old bear.
“Why don’t you replace its eye”
“Because that is the way he is”
A hand trailing across the dust of the bookshelf pausing at a volume of William Blake.
“Why do you read Blake”
“Because he is supposed to be a good poet
A hand fumbling through the pages briefly, before placing the volume back and glancing at Why you should keep smiling.
“Why do you have a self-help book”
“Because it amuses me”
An arm tossing the book into the trashbin in a sudden move, where it clatters a little and lands awkwardly.
“Why did you throw it away”
“Because it is what one does with trash”
A glance then at the side table, polished walnut and a small little bottle in amongst the drinks tray.
“Why do you have a bottle of pills by the whiskey bottle”
“Because I am too lazy to put them in the bathroom cabinet”
A bottle of whiskey now picked up and poured into a glass.
“Why do you even have a bottle of whiskey”
“Because it seems appropriate”
“Why don’t you commit suicide”
“Because it might be painful”
“Why don’t you give proper answers”
“Because I just don't”
“Are you a schizophrenic”
“Of course not”
“Then why don’t you answer your own questions”
“Good point”
“So why don’t you give proper answers”
“Perhaps because I don’t like to admit things”
“So why don’t you commit suicide”
“Perhaps because I don’t need to”
“So why did you have the bottle of whiskey”
“Perhaps because I didn’t fancy slitting my wrists in the bath”
“So why did you have a bottle of pills next to the whiskey”
“Perhaps because it reminds me that I don’t like pills and medication”
“So why did you throw the book away”
“Perhaps because it had served its usefulness as something to ridicule”
“So why do you have a self-help guide”
“Perhaps because it was a reassurance that I need only myself to dissuade myself”
“So why do you read Blake”
“Perhaps because I want to find some kernel of darkness in him to savour for my own”
“So why don’t you replace his eye”
“Perhaps because I like him far better with only one eye left and he can see fine as it is”
“So why do you like that picture”
“Perhaps because I like its darkness and it is a way for me to express that”
“So why do you put lemon in your tea”
“Perhaps because I am a masochistic at heart and like to be bitter and twisted”
“So why do you keep the bear”
“Because he reminds me of me”
