TheFifthElement
10-03-2007, 04:18 PM
Feeling Tired
There’s an ache hiding
somewhere in my left elbow.
I seek it out,
lean into it,
devious ache
it keeps me awake,
it keeps me awake,
and though my eyes may close
now and then, and the words
may blur, a little, on the screen,
and everything is warm,
soft and warm,
I cannot sleep,
not yet,
later,
sleep
must wait,
but my heart is heavy
in my chest, and
it beats
slower…
and slower…
and slower still,
and time is slow,
and the light is slow,
and my mind is slow,
and so,
I seek out that ache,
it keeps me awake,
it keeps me
awake.
There’s an ache hiding
somewhere in my left elbow.
I seek it out,
lean into it,
devious ache
it keeps me awake,
it keeps me awake,
and though my eyes may close
now and then, and the words
may blur, a little, on the screen,
and everything is warm,
soft and warm,
I cannot sleep,
not yet,
later,
sleep
must wait,
but my heart is heavy
in my chest, and
it beats
slower…
and slower…
and slower still,
and time is slow,
and the light is slow,
and my mind is slow,
and so,
I seek out that ache,
it keeps me awake,
it keeps me
awake.