Fatigue

by Chestlyn Draghoender

 

When some things go missing,
I usually look for them.
But not today. These two men
are like boys.
Running around, chasing snakes.
This wakes the baby.

Fatigue
Has no mercy on a person’s soul.
It will hold you in a corner,
and keep you there until you bleed.
This really moves me.

My eyes feel swollen.
Maybe it’s time I break away.
Enjoy sweet tea in good company,
until the late hours of the day.

This excites my friends.
I won’t be leaving any messages.

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