Wednesday’s Lament (poem)

Today is Wednesday, but…

The weekend is coming

As sure as the abandoned bicycle on the front lawn lies in wait, to be claimed, or reclaimed.

Be it for the sleeping child,  the opportunistic passerby, or the ground itself. The reclamation will happen for sure… the weekend.

The weekend is coming…As sure as the promise of Paradise from our benevolent God.

Or the terrible Death of the most extreme mindset.  It will happen again.

The weekend is coming. The inevitable week’s end, is coming for surety to realize dreams and nightmares alike…A respite from what was.. A beginning…an End.

The weekend is coming.


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