O world,
shut up tonight
with your nagging and your
breathless reporting
upon the trivial
and your endless tugging
upon my sleeve…
I need a rest tonight
from consideration
of the right and the left,
the good and the bad.
When it comes down to it
I don’t know much of what it will take
to make a new world. Half
of my possibly useful head
is filled with gossip, borrowed theories,
gut feelings and dementia —
I need a moment here.
I need a moment
for something that doesn’t feel
overextended from a real thing
I could actually experience
on my own.
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