LA PETIT MORT

tonight i am

tired so tired

so tired

i could dissolve

into static wall

of zeroes and ones

and x’s and y’s

into white noise

of blackness

bone coma

death breath

have you ever wanted sleep

to eat you?

to crush you under the weight

of its warmth?

have you ever wanted

so bad

so bad

to feel

its tongue on your neck

like a new acquaintance’s

first attempt at becoming

lover?