The Centre of the Universe

Pushing my trolley in the supermarket,
I am the centre of the universe;
Up and down the aisles of beans and juices,
I am the centre of the universe;
It does not matter that I live alone;
It does not matter that I am a jilted lover;
It does not matter that I am a misfit at my job;
I am the centre of the universe.

I'm always here, if you want me -
For I am the centre of the universe.

I enjoy being the centre of the universe.
It is not easy being the center of the unsiverse.
But I enjoy it.
I take pleasure in,
I delight in,
Being the centre of the universe.
At six o'clock a.m. this morning I had a phone call;
It was from a friend, a man in Los Angeles;
"Paul, I don't know what time it is in Dublin
But I simply had to call you:
I cannot stand LA so I thought I'd call you."
I calmed him down the best I could.

I'm always here, if you want me -
For I am the centre of the universe.

I had barely put down the phone when it rang again,
This time from a friend in Sao Paulo in Brazil:
"Paul do you know what is the population of Sao Paulo?
I will tell you; it is twelve million skills.
Twelve million feet in one footbath.
Tweleve million eyes in one fishbowl.
It is unspeakable, I tell you, unspeakable."
I calmed him down.

I'm always here, if you want me -
For I am the centre of the universe.

But then when the phone rang a third time and it was not yet 6.30a.m.,
The petals of my own hysteria began to wake up and unfurl.
This time it was a woman i knew in New York city:
"Paul- New York City is a Cage",
And she began to cry a little over the phone,
To sob over the phone,
and from five thousand miles away i mopped up her tears.
I dabbed each tear from her cheek.
With just a word or two or three from my calm voice.

I'm always here, if you want me -
For I am the centre of the universe.

But not tonight it is myself;
Sitting at my aluminum double-glazed window in Dublin city:
Crying just a little bit into my black tee-shirt.
I only there was just one human being out there
with whom I could make a home? Share a home?
Just one creature out there in the night -
Is there not one creature out there in the night?
In Helsenki, perhaps? Or in Reykjavik?
Or in Chapelizod? Or in Malhide?
So you see, I have to clam myself down also
If I am to remain the centre of the universe;
It's by no means an exclusively self-centred automatic thing
Being the centre of the universe

I'm always here, if you want me -
For I am the centre of the universe.
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So tired, it is 2 am and I just felt alot like typing out this poem. No idea why, I like it alot.

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I'm always here, if you want me -
For I am the centre of the universe.