Saturday, February 17


Fatigue has settled into brain cells
into eyes turning grittily in their sockets
into muscles reluctant to stretch and contract.

Fatigue has trumped exhiliration for the moment
has lulled senses into uneasy truce with hormones
has softened all the glistening edges of desire

But still my heart is singing, skipping,
Soaring high above the boundaries of fatigue;
My giddy pulse is pounding, "Soon...soon...soon"

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