Sometimes I’d like to put a Do Not Disturb sign
On my face when smiling is too much
When I don’t wish to pretend to care
Or have enough energy to wave your competitive talking
Away as insecurity or envy
Most of all, I want to keep my joy close
A candle sheltered from the wind with my own chest
An exclusive warmth to luxuriate in
Tag: tiredness
Insomnia
Night rolls into morning rolls into night
Hunger comes only as a dull pang
As if still half-asleep
Unsure to enter or exit
Tiredness sits behind the eyes
Veiled in red spidery webs;
There isn’t an end, only waiting
RED GLADIOLA 