Purple-eye teacher tired

I’m tired.
Purple-eye tired.
Heavy bodied, breathy tired.
The pleasantries have drifted off. The hopes have been squashed like a bug underfoot.

I want sleep. Slumber. Zeds. Bed. Snoozing, lazing
- going crazy
with this hamster wheel of work.
Thinking turns to thunking,
Slushy, mulchy, gloopy, shruggy.
Heartbeat’s thumping, rib-filled rocks
and rocky days in dazes.
No stop, ‘till you drop.
Dead end.
Start again.