Note: please excuse the spacing. Our internet is down and I’m typing this on my phone, which adores double spacing and can’t be persuaded otherwise.

I’m tired
I’m always tired
I’m weary
I’m often weary
I’m exhausted
I’m so tired of feeling exhausted
Is it age?
Is it health?
Is it ennui?
Is it me?
No, I know the culprit
I know what bears the guilt
That’s why
I wanna slap ya
Sleep apnoea
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Another poem from Gill Lambert’s Summer Retreat workshop. I also managed a serious poem about domestic violence, not suitable for this blog.
hopefully the domestic violence poem isn’t from personal experience, Linda… And sorry you’re feeling exhausted!
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Thank you, David. I’m happy to say that it isn’t from personal experience, for which I am very grateful; I just have an interest in writing about women’s issues.
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I get that
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