PAD Day 4: Tired, So Tired

...annnd, here is my Day 4 poem. Now i'm officially caught up. Today's dual prompts from Poetic Asides and NaPoWriMo: (1) write a poem with the title, "Case _______", and (2) write a poem that is about an abstract concept, but which discusses or describes that abstraction in the form of relentlessly concrete nouns.  This was inspired by a very long, tiring and busy couple of days which were largely responsible for me being a little behind in my daily poeming. For some reason, it almost seemed to dictate eschewing punctuation.

Case of Fatigue

the suitcase with broken corners

held together not by a clasp but a man's belt

lugged through the airport because it is too old

even to have wheels carried by a man

with tire tracks on the back of his shirt

hair uncombed for at least three days

shoes worn down to holey soles

and clothes as dirty and rumpled

as all the others packed in his luggage

with squeezed-out toothpaste and a dull razor

and he will sleep tonight at the terminal

in a slippery plastic chair because his flight

was delayed by a plane a pilot and crew

who just had nothing left in the tank