Fatigue Poem by Chuck Audette
Fatigue
fatigue conquers me
running its hands along my body
reminding every ache
that it requires its tribute
only my brain and flailing fingers
cells of resistance, a dogged persistence
freedom fighters, fueled by friendly
contributions of caffeinated coffee
my stomach churns in protest
....already sided with the enemy
Chuck, an excellent write with effective imagery - our bodies fighting fatigue as if it were the enemy. Loved the line 'cells of resistance, a dogged persistance'. You created a wonderfully lethargic pace - how did you do that? ! Warm wishes, Justine.
Can feel those hands of fatigue all over me - 'cells of resistance' calls to mind freedom fighters, a great comparison! You've captured the essence of exhaustion here... zzz
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Each year a new pain. Well over the hill. Fortunately the coffee still sits well. If not I would shoot myself. lol Good write on what ails us. Rusty