Old Man’s War

Jeffrey Field
Jan 3, 2025

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Tired.
It’s an old man’s war now.

My neighbor walked to the U-Haul place this morning and about an hour-and-a-half later drove back in a large U-Haul truck and a couple weeks worth of groceries.

I find this strange.
For several reasons.
It’s complicated.
I really can’t talk about it.
I know this is a poem but
this is not a poem
so I really can’t talk about it.
You want to know, don’t you?
You really want to know,
you have a right to know
because,
after all,
this is supposed to be a poem.
Still,
some things must be left unsaid.
Many things, perhaps.
I don’t write poetry.
If I did,
you’d damn well know it.

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Jeffrey Field
Jeffrey Field

Written by Jeffrey Field

It ain't what you think. Former newsman, car salesman, teacher. Everything is Thou, if you so allow it. You can find some of it at https://youtu.be/w6RtVjMDHzE

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