Came home from teaching class,
couldn’t tell which was worse: hungry or tired.
I lay on my bed, tossing and turning, eyes wide open
Tag: tired
tired / Poem #29
after meeting Julie at Joseph Beth
after feeding dogs, after 30 Rock,
a Facebook here, a Twitter there, nodding off on the couch.
Poem #17
Why am I not allowed to be tired?
Is this delusion from being
strong first born or incorrect ego!