tired and fuck all

i tried to comb the lethargy into an acceptable side part;
weighing me down, the heat pushing against me like a fur blanket —
i felt like a buoy bobbling, attempting to break the surface –
the fine line between sleep-deprivation and alertness –
i hobbled around, eyes sagging distractedly by sleep,
knowing i’ll emerge after the rest, feeling completely
sleepless, i yawn — every time i yawn, i keep
wanting to punch something, it pisses me off —
this unexplainable exhaustion that sits on
my shoulder blades, dripping down and around my spine
digging deeper into dark rings around my eyes

Respond to tired and fuck all

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