Tired – March 16

Tired

Poem

Sometimes everything
is too tired.
Eyes, limbs,
hands.
I want to sink
back into bed.

Commentary

I was literally exhausted. I tried to express this through the flat, tired letters and the soft black pillow on which I placed the note…

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