Midnight Pub

~efeu

Hey barkeep, could I please have some mint tee? I feel bone-tired, as common for me in December. Must be a combination of the weather and the final rush for the end of year celebrations. It always makes me a bit melodramatic. Expressing what I feel always makes me feel better. Can I?

My head is a cracked bell

Going into resonance
From the many voices in attendance
All clashing happily, so friendly
Well meaning. But I am so weary.

I can't escape without insulting
I can't remain without sulking
Any stimuli is insufferable
Even the sun's caress is intolerable.

What is that fracture in me?
How do I fill it? How can I be free
From this lack of ability to coexist.
What is this knot I can't untwist.

There. I don't feel much better but at least I can confront it more productively. The solution I chose today is to go on a walk, cool down and become normal again.

Thanks for the tea and for listening, then. I'll be going.

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