Like many of you
I have times when my brain is so tired
I no longer know
Where to start.
It’s not that I have run out of words
Or that my impulse to write
Has suddenly, finally
Left me in peace
Or that my feelings do not clamour
To be released somewhere, anywhere.
It is just that I am so tired;
Tired for no reason
Tired for many reasons
Tired for reasons that escape me now
But will hit me full-force in the eyes
Several days later
Finally emerging through my fingertips
As the feelings of someone else.