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TKO Sep 2016
eyes peel open             
my nostrils tingle
as the smells of soil and sweat
                          permeate the air

the heat is unbearable    
breathing shallow
            movement restricted

I only wish to wipe the sleep
from my eyes
who would prevent me           
              such a simple request?


anxiety billows for                
a brief moment      
surrendering complacently
as the frequency of
my rising chest
                                    slows

I sense my sightless eyes
dimming
resting shut

 *I am so tired...

— The End —