Switch Me Off Poem by Timothy Watson

Switch Me Off



How can I think of nothing
just let time pass me by
survive without a passion
voyage with unseeing eyes

Content incomprehension
quell my desire to know
avoid all new invention
and join the common flow

Could I respinge creation
haste my run down to walk
make incessant conversation
with no meaning in my talk

Cannot science make incision
my brain to circumvent
labotomise my vision
and leave me finally content

(in a rainstorm, Abruzzo,28 August 98)

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