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?