Goddangit I’m sleep deprived
Can feel it from my butt into
My thighs and it’s something you
Realize once you conquer the final
Stage of dreamland, what you
Withstand upon waking, upon
Faking a good attitude, like avoiding
Pressing on a bruise cos you choose
To not feel that twang of pain,
Like when old people say their
Joints hurt because its gonna rain
And I’m falling short of hungry,
Falling short of insane with these
Aches in my brain that start in
The evening, I tell myself they’ll
Go away and to just keep breathing
Like I’m leaving for a long trip
And my anxiety is shooting thru
The roof but I’m moving swiftly
And comfortably with proof of
Vengeance, sword and shield
Equipped within my hands grip
Careful make sure my shoes
Are tied so I don’t fall and trip
March 3 2020 11:05am – 12:05pm
the ivory rose