TO REST

here I am

missing the motion

run down, out run by

faster pacers flying by elegantly

tiredness resides within my bones

their marrow speaks of rest and sleep

limbs have seized, head seeks the pillow

shoulders in need of a break

all this ould soldierimg has

taken its toll

I now need the slow

the static poise of recouperation

my eyes close

the darkness to inhabit

and the thoughts therewithin

internally more alive for my near deathly state

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