The Sleep

Body tired.
Legs paining.
Tummy full of dinner.
Mouth opening and closing as if it is inviting something to be in.
Jaws streching.
Legs streched on the handle of other chair.
Eyes are fighting really very hard to escape sleep like a dog fighting to snatch out a bone out of his shadow holding bone in its mouth.
Facebook too failed.
Cant read.
Have started writing a crime fiction.
Have some other writing stuff to do.
Cant have tea.
Have to brush.
Gf will kill me tomorrow if I sleep before her arrival into bed!
Good night.