feeling sick

Hoping the bug will break away,
From the fragile body that is my vessel.
Distance spreads farther from body and mind.
Desire for one and another consumes me.
Rest and numbness battles hard against
Defenses of the active mind to work and play.
The poison works well to defeat me;
Short periods of in-between strength.
Internal dialogue craves understanding,
“Be patient, rest, take care of you.”
Gratitude and yearning for simple things.
Oh life’s cruel tease of yes and no.
Can’t have what we want now,
But can have what we have now.
Surrendering to eyes closed slumber.
Good night, good night.

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