bone tired

 


there are times when enough
is enough already  
 
the alarm clock over sleeps
 
cold mornings when you run
out of hot water in the shower
 
times when the kitchen chair
plays a dirty joke by sticking  
out just enough to stub your
toe
 
or all the traffic in town finds
your intersection when you
need to be on time
 
and a million other things pile
up like a month's worth of
dirty laundry  
 
...and you wonder WHY is it
always me!
 
what gods did I offend?  
 
what door to hell did I
unlock?
 
and the day turns out to be
a thousand angry bee stings  
in your mind
 
mold at the bottom of your
favorite coffee cup
 
a penciled in appointment with
Ragnarok
 
pall bearers knocking at the
door
 
and love being a  
carnivore when
you are bone  
tired  
 
where has the sun
gone
 
why has the music  
stopped
 
where do the flowers  
go to die
 
how does this
happen to
us
 
 
 
 
 
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