Blue Song by Tennessee Williams
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.