The age brings the sleep
More exact
The age brings the need
The necessity
The reality
Recovery is in sleep
and I can no longer recover
In one sleep

Two nights
Two heavy sleeps later
And then
The caffeine brings life
The heart spools up
The blood boils over
Ready for the life
The day brings

My skeleton is amped
Ready to burst out my skin
Yearning to soak life
Into brittle bones
My blood seeking a release
The steel through the skin
The burn of the salt
To bring the relief
For my anxieties

One more sip
And the day is good