Blue Song
I am tired.
I am tired of speech and of action.
If you should meet me upon the
street do not question me for
I can tell you only my name
and the name of the town I was
born in-but that is enough.
It does not matter whether tomorrow
arrives anymore. If there is
only this night and after it is
morning it will not matter now.
I am tired. I am tired of speech
and of action. In the heart of me
you will find a tiny handful of
dust. Take it and blow it out
upon the wind. Let the wind have
it and it will find its way home.
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One may tire of much in this nanosecond existence; however, never for such profound and vivid realism in words that conjur the truth beyond the author’s artistry.
I was feeling tired and uninspired today. A shot of juice from the bar and I’m feeling much better. Thank you.