Like a stream of slow
Moving water
A trickle…
The small subtle
Of mental inertia

At first
Slightly undetectable
Like a light wind
Caressing drapes
Or a lover after
Intimacy, seducing me

There is no desire
Other than to sleep
To shed this mind
Of today’s events

I fight to
Awaken this sluggish
Like a shot of
Adrenaline, I stir

Looking though
Half-lidded eyes
I rise
Only to rollover

In the end
Fatigue defeats me as
I reluctantly succumb
To this enticing weariness
Here I will lie, at least,
For a little while

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