Oblivion | Today, the red car, parked in summer heat, I grow weary, my eyes close | Oblivion | Today, crowds in motion, a great dust for the saint, I saw her, I grow weary, my eyes close | Oblivion | Today, deep snow, fallen overnight, how must we bear the world when it is so bright, so beautiful?, I grow weary, my eyes close | Oblivion | Today, tremendous advances, I feel closer and closer to the truth, the words seem to fall into my notebook almost without my agency, so right, I grow weary, my eyes close | Oblivion | Today, Suzy picked up a bottle of wine, and came over, we listened to music, talked, watched the news, they say there will be war, Suzy left although I wanted her to stay, I grow weary, my eyes close | Oblivion | Today, the thrash and shimmer of cicadas, how can this boring, empty town be so lovely?, I grow weary, my eyes close | Oblivion | Today, I will not stop, I will not be beaten, I won’t stand down, they will have to reckon with me for a long, long time, I grow weary, my eyes close | Oblivion | Today, work was very hard, very frustrating, I feel like packing it all in, and going travelling for a while, am I too old for that, I wonder?, I grow weary, my eyes close | Oblivion

 



from the series
method (on-going sequence of poems,
commenced 2012) (this poem, June 2014)

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