Exhaustion

Posted: August 2, 2017 in Uncategorized

Between the aches in my body and the dreams in my head
exhaustion.

Day by day in every little way this life is killing me
this is not ennui that would be on me
this is the tyranny of time.

Parts of me are breaking down the glue disintegrating
I am slowly coming apart at the seams.

The mind while aware grapples with apprehension
I cannot comprehend an end yet I see no way through
my attention wanders my focus is diffuse I am of little use.

I choke up my best efforts collapse in on top of me
I cannot breathe cannot think with a brain starved for oxygen.

I go about my business bring nothing to the table just try to get by
I keep smiling incite laughter as a diversion
it’s better than starting fires nothing is consumed but me.

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Comments
  1. definitely better than starting fires

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  2. Anonymous says:

    Nevermore will the difference be so acute

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  3. Anonymous says:

    oh, the thought of myself as a consumable. oh ouch.
    as usual, fine!!!!!

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    • poet13 says:

      One could make the case that in an existential carnivorous universe we are all food for naught. But that thought is, I’m sure, of little comfort. Thanks, as usual, for yours!

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  4. Joey Potter says:

    You have captured my feelings perfectly at this point in time…just exhausted. Well done…

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