Broken Body

Arms that are as heavy as lead.
A back that aches in steady throbs.
Fingers, swollen with blisters.
Eyes red, dark ringed and itchy.
Lips as dry and split as desert sands.
A tongue that lies like a furry dead thing in a leathered mouth.
Legs that drag, shake, and bend at the knee when they shouldn't.
Feet that have traveled from tired, to sore, past agony into numbness.

Just... Lie down.
Rest a while.
Let the day end.
Drink in sweet water.
Recline on soft chairs, in the shade.

Let it all drip away,
Like rain falling from a roof gutter.
Drip, drip.