::: Exhaustion :::

[gnutmeg]

I must weary you
with all my labyrinthine logic
I apologize
these deathly eyes
see nought but blood
that's just how I am, you see

star-craving mad
dying for another drop of language
ripping out
one delicious word at a time
to brighten my night
making my day

can you yet sleep
when my dreams are so loud
circling like a glove
they hold me in
so I cannot hold your sleepy head
nor give you rest

I am sorry
you speak too kindly
to keep up with my lunacy
as it waxes and wanes in time
forgive me
my lullabies won't kill you