Tired in the Air

 

There's a tired in the air. 

 A special kind of tired that makes it hard to stare.

The drive home from work was an interesting effort

Passing out was not in the cards.

The darkness quickly caught up as soon as I sat.

Pressure behind the eyes forced a quick nap. 

An Ace of Spades in the minds eye

and a candle hidden in a bell jar.

There's a special kind of tired in the air tonight.

One that awakens old habits not used, but not forgotten.

Breath in the nose, slower out the mouth

Close the eyes and stay in the house

Till the sun rises in the sky again

There's a tired in the air...

Peace and Balance,

John