Your indifference to it all,
Decades-long obliviousness
To everything around here:
Dust motes, the microwave –
What thought have you given
To them? Very little, or none.
Be not surprised therefore
When a picture stays blithely
In its frame as your teeth
Fall out and the stoical toilet
Gives not a shit on that fatal
Morning or blazing afternoon
That Achilles predicts for us
In Book XVI of Homer’s Iliad.