#NaPoWriMo – Day 29: “Fatigue”

 

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Fatigue // by Jennifer Patino

 

The last of the soul escapes through a cold foot

It will stay this way,
evidence of a body underneath the blanket

Extreme tranquility,
overactive nerve paralysis,
ocular snapshots taken
in slow, heavy blinks

Lace birds on wires,
overly concerned faces,
the rain looks like sparklers on film

There is thick lava in the bloodstream,
the skin is too tender to touch,
the veins are lined in shards of glass

The last of the strength holds the spoon

The empty, raging belly
demands to be fed,
hunger is stasis

Floating, suspended between sleep and awake
is functioning

Slipping through lost time,
through fog-filled hazes,

still feeling the air,
still aware,
immobile,
pretending to be there

 

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