I Grow Weary, Teary, — Weary of Beating Me UP–Is There Not Someone Else??? To Beat Up? On?—

This One, I Wrote/Felt/Deep Was Painful To Admit… Pls Re-Visit, and this time… Comment. I Need it! “Janis Ian handed my ass to me. For one shining brief moment, I had the attention of Janis Ian. Then I somehow managed to Fuck That up.”

This post is a travesty.

Cred for Share, As if I Care—

So There: Three Dog Night I may fix it later, but do not fuckin’ count on it.

For one shining brief moment, I had the attention of Janis Ian Then I managed to fuck it up. I fucked it up. Confucckin congats to me.

Lance Marcom <lancemarcom781@gmail.com>3:45 AM (11 minutes ago)
to Marla

And of course, I fucked it up.

! REMemBER PHOTOGRAPHS… Of My Life—They all Perished in a fire

Lit By My Ex-Wife—I forget the number–Let Us Just call her “Wife-the-Last” Oh Yeah!Now UI recall! She was the Nordic One!

I said, “Do you wish me dead?”

Lip service to books you’ve read

Articles on how to bed a bird in flight

You called it love

I called it greed

You say, “You take what you want”

I said, “You get what you need”

Go on, be a hero, be a man

Make your own destiny if you can

Go find a fence

Locate a shell

And hide yourself, go on, go to hell!

Go away from me

I need no charity

Janis Ian handed my ass to me.

I deserved this.

(Because I am an asshole but had temporarily misplaced my ass.)

Janis returned it to me with not-so-well wishes.

I should have learned the truth at seventeen. But I didn’t. I am still studying and yet I remain optimistic for the future. Someday I just may become a real gentle…man

***

Janis Ian Message to me (on Facebook):

“Lance Marcom uh… I have no idea why you took off at me like that. I said people could share because inevitably, people post on threads asking if they can share. And I’m sorry if you were “triggered ” by my offer, but if offering the option to share some thoughts written by a very dear friend of mine – who by the way is not having a great year, and certainly has more urgent things to do with his time than the way you just spent yours – caused your upset… well then, take your triggered self somewhere else. If you’re that big a “fan”, you’d know how little I think of people who use “triggered ” as an excuse, or profanity as an attempt at English.

As to telling you to “fuck off” years ago, apparently I didn’t make myself clear enough at the time, though as you admit, I didn’t say that. However, your over the top responses and insults to everyone who responded show your self-pitying true self.

Apologies mean nothing if you’ve understood nothing, Lance. Apologies mean nothing if you’ve learned nothing. And it really is time for you to take your very sensitive triggered self and work on fixing your life, instead of interfering with mine.”

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 (After reading her proper ‘dress-down’, I retired to my “stupid corner” opened a can of worms and ate all of them–in shame)

“When payment due exceeds accounts received.”

I will always love you Janis.

You are a beautiful, brilliant, brilliant songwriter and performer.

******

“Don’t spoil it all; I can’t recall a time when you were struck without an answer.”

–Janis

“And For a dime I can talk to God.

Dial a Prayer…

Are You There?

Do You Care?

Are You There?”

–Janis

“It t’was an accident”

Are You There???

Do You Care?

I don’t care anymore

Isn’t that Sad??

One thought on “I Grow Weary, Teary, — Weary of Beating Me UP–Is There Not Someone Else??? To Beat Up? On?—

  1. Looking back never fixed anything. Make a move, march forward and leave the shite in the past where it belongs. A generally good policy, but I’m sure there’s a rare exception or three.

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