Its Only Tuesday

It's only Tuesday Yet the whipping outside Is quite lovely tonight Hopes and expectations are Aligned with fiery desire Mulled with insatiable fruit Steam arises from holes Better meant for quaint beginnings Everyone traversing by diagonals And conquering marches Disguised with vibes buzzing Into incendiary bravados TV night for some here Has turned to epic, quixotic chapters Of legends and laughter To remind some that The days of fullest expression Can't be tied down to holidays Or weekends They need to breathe and Swallow each gasp of life We're willing to expend Time following Tuesday's gust Into foreverland. (10/8/19)