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Random Unsorted Drafts / 22 February 2019

I’m tired of being tired of being tired.

Was there ever a beginning?

Will there ever be an end?

Of being tired I am; tired,

Such tirade about tired,

Time to hang up; at least I tried,

a tired tirade; for what?

A goodnight’s wave,

that’s all

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.