Exhaustion Poetry

It’s quiet here,

nothing to fear,

husband is leaving,

no one is heaving,

perspective has come

I can’t be undone.

It’s time for bed at 7,

early night sounds like heaven.

Maybe some reading

to end off my evening.

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