Ton Of Bricks

If tired is the end
then I'm ending
heavy lidded

loaded
like I'd swallowed a hundred bullets
and shot my mouth off

all I've got to show for it is tired

limbs heavy - an elephant's
a hundred me's could fit into an elephant
but the elephant has fit into me

I lumber to bed
and fall into sleep

five minutes pass
and the next day's knocking pestilently
on my skull

But I'm not ready for more
I'm not ready

And if it were easy
I'd be dead
but I'm dead tired

it's the best I can do