Bleating

The body under the influence of exhaustion is likened in unpredictability to the body under the influence of the influence.
Ordinary voices muted to demonic slurs.
My strength is siphoned out - gripping the wheel is arduous.
As I drive, the car pleads to eat the yellow highway lines, instead of succumbing to be their parallel.
I allow Mariella to do as she pleases, with a P.S that perhaps this is dangerous.
My core feels like cooked limp noodle.

Sleeping trashcans look like black sheep.