I’m tired

Exhaustion runs through my bones

My joints are rusted and

I feel like my mother’s bed

When it groans - creaks - underneath

Human contact


I’m used up

A river in a drought

Strained and just praying

For some rain


There’s a hope I can’t expel

A dream I lived and am

Not prepared to let go of


You’re like shakespeare to me

My own version of a


I remember you singing

Softly in the dark

And we danced to no music

But we had rhythm and

A Song


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