Bring Friday On
Numb yawn of early Friday crawls
Through drowsy hours, a mind jangles
It twitches and shakes from weariness. Void.
By 6 am, my still world remains catatonic...
Gradually, exotic birds ( perhaps) tweet
An acapella of sounds ensues
Including the cat meowing its anthem:
Facial mask melting; slit eyes open
My body tumbl ing on edge of bedspread --
I know it's Friday...
tea time with self cancelled
So, here's a shout out:
I got you, last day of work
No blazing sun, time will jerk
Give me the blues...
You'll later pay the dues!
4/18/2019
Bring On The Dancing Bears Contest
Sponsor: John lawless
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