Falling Asleep Dog Tired Poem by Seth Diamond
Falling Asleep Dog Tired
Heavy lids; burning eyes
no more chance of getting high.
Dreams both start but don't sound
as carriage carts drag on cobble stones.
Your heart - slow baritone beats,
pulling you away to sleep.
And it suffers you,
for your loss of control.
It scares you too.
Still, down you must go.
Into the vast sea
of nascent mortality
of terminal vistas.
The hindmost journey
being quiescent aloft.
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