Weary

The tired that aches in joints,
And bends low the spine,
Spreads as venom
Until completely supine.

Sleep alone is no longer
Sufficient to rouse.
Fatigue and forced activity
Tempting to carouse.

While every errant word
And stagnant pool of thought
Leaves the tension of reality
Painfully taut.

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