Perhaps I shouldn’t have said it
But I was just a kid
Stuck inside a senior’s body
And so I did.
I thought it showed a little wit
But it was way off grid
A sort of Heathcliff on the moors
A fugitive from my Id.
I should have kept a lid on it
Would have been better if I did
But not everything condescends
To sit sedately in the Id.
- do you think there are things we shouldn’t speak about?
- what do we do with these primal feelings that keep threatening to ‘come out of the closet’?
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I still think Laurence Olivier was brilliant in ‘Wuthering Heights’ back in the forties. I don’t think they’ve made another attempt at the novel. The Olivier one was quite iconic: Emily Bronte’s ode to the Id 🙂