vulnerability

tired

the kind that seems impossible to crawl out of

i’m laying beneath layers of soil and skin

i seem to be moving

but my insides are in deep slumber

anchored in my weight

how can i describe defeat to you?

look clearly at my face and tell me what you see

eyes hanging low like the branches of an old tree

creases in places i’d rather be hiding in

my cheeks have lost their supple color

but my bones stay sharp in stature

continuing my pursuit in pushing this boulder up every day

just to watch it tumble every night

hoping to learn something new each time it falls