Tired

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Day 9

Day 9

Woke up to the sounds of distrust
The sounds of your rush
Quickly gathering your things for...

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THE GRANDFATHER CLOCK

It's time for me to unwind the grandfather clock said
I have told the time for years and want to go...

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A Poetic Parasite...

A Poetic Parasite...

A leech to life,
Myself,
I will invite,
I'm a strange kind,
A poetic parasite...

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in that wakeful daze

in that wakeful daze

If I stand on my tiptoes I can see a good night’s sleep
I can’t quite reach it but I’m sure I might...

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end quote

end quote

I already feel that way.
The way you’re intending to make me feel.
I’m already there.
...

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Collared and Caught

Collared and Caught

The Bachelor walks in through the door
Utterly exhausted, just spent
He reflects on his...

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The Sandman

The Sandman

Weary head lay down to rest,
Slumber, seldom many resist.
Incessant hands pass in time,...

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Blank page

Blank page

Empty well
Tired and not whole.
Non creativity feels like a desert
Without an oasis...

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Weekends Only

Weekends Only

I’ve been feeling rather guilty, about Tuesday and Thursday morns;
Waking Linda up so early, when...

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Hands could not take her...

Hands could not take her further up; hands got exhausted

I thought;
If someone could dictate;
I shall be able to complete
Prices kept...

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Contradictions

Contradictions

Late at night, at break of day
Carry my tired, old heart away
Standing up then falling down...

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GOODNIGHT

GOODNIGHT

As I look outside my bedroom window tonight
I see the full moon shining really bright
The...

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Tired now, tick tock ?

There is no comfort in my bed
Not with this dam sore back
I can not lay my weary head
...

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So Damn Tired....

So Damn Tired....

Sometimes, when I reflect upon my life
All the wrong choices
The people I made cry
...

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And So To Bed?

And so to bed

And so to bed
I need to rest my weary head
I hope I don’t count any...

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The button on my brain?

The button on my brain ?

I love playing with words
Its something that I do
So thats...

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Hilda Jane

“I am tired” She does quietly say
As she closes her book & puts it away
She is snuggled...