Wrung out
Exhausted
Beyond belief
All I want
Is a week's --
Long SLEEP
Intercepted
With hours --
Long broiling
Submersed --
In blue swirls
Of beloved waters
Jacuzzi soaks
Unkinking coils
Within the spine
Unraveling nerves
Soothing desires
All in repetitions
Perhaps then --
I'd ask for
M-O-R-E!
I'm not sure
What I'd want
It's been --
Far too long
Since I've known --
A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G
WORTHWHILE!
By Lady Lost
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