I am exhausted from exhaustion
My mind is a fishbowl with too many inhabitants
Do I give in and enjoy a lazy lane
Drape my weary and swollen toes in the icy waters of autumn
I have shed so many diseased tears over an empty couch
so many fears over the days I could embrace
The chills that swaddled from summer’s heat
Friends and fiction and my permenent host
I am exhausted from exhaustion
There is hesitation to my mornings
Disdain for golden leaves falling distant dreams
Normal is not quite what it seems
#longhauler