Exhaustion
It had been a bad day
in a bad month
in a series of bad years
that blurred together
nothing ever seemed to change
a Chinese water torture of sameness
drop
after
drop
after
drop
after
drop
of mundane sameness
vanilla…
he was tired, no more than that
he was fatigued, exhausted
exhausted
as usual
from the grinding repetition
of shaving
of brushing
of showering
every day
day in
day out
He felt a cost, a visceral gasp
a spiritual ache
somehow…
in something
somewhere …
He grew wearier, if that was even possible
driving in
driving out
day in
day out
every day an adventure in monotony…
He yawned, his need for oxygen
unable to trump
the blaring radiospeak
the white noise of transcient
djs voicing apathetic opinions
on important issues of irrelevance…
His body grew numb…
slogging through traffic
longing for a song, any song, a broken melody
to sever the talk
to break the mold
to crack the veneer
of
day in
day out
nothingness
I should write something, he thought
a clever turn of phrase
a poem, perhaps
at least a reason why
but…that seemed unlikely
He grew drowsy
wearily contemplating an inconceivable explanation
I might be interesting for a moment or two, he mused
someone else
may be spared
of walking the same steps
driving the same drive
listening to the same talk
sleeping the same sleep
those scavengers that haunted Ebeneezer
picking amidst the gossip
entertaining a smorgasbord of possibilities
cracking the veneer
of
day in
day out
nothingness
His eyes closed further
yawns increasing by the second
he was so tired, so spent, so done
Yet, it wouldn’t be long
only seconds
5 of them probably
of anguish and pointless struggle
of panic and idiotic regret
He thought it ironic,
the body’s struggle and longing for this
He understood
it came to him
in many moments
in countless days
in never-ending years
he was nothing but a foot
removed from a half-empty bucket of water
He laughed until he shook,
an epileptic frenzy
feeling alive, senses tingling
hair standing on end
the sun clinging to his face. . .
He kicked over the chair.
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