Cloudy Fatigue

I can’t really describe it too accurately.

Feels like a fog, or I just need more sleep.

Sitting in my chair imagining my words.

Thinking about last night’s experiences

and now in the next morning reflecting

upon something gives me no peace of mind.

Our country is under fire and it seems so

helpless except for a few scattered incidents

of resistance. Can’t keep crying about 

something seems easily exposed.

So, today the news never changes,

and my fatigue isn’t just physical,

my mind is clearly exhausted with all 

of the derision our society is experiencing.

Think I want to go to bed and clear my head.