Once a Friday

Friday, and
I’m tired of these
Fickle belts of
Sunlight making
Reasons to assume
The pattern’s apt to change,
These clock-tick trades
And Monday expectations
Gone the way of grand designs
And cracking masonry.

Friday, and
The bricks were just
A bit too closely
Mortared, so the
Afternoon’s expansion
Got the best of these reliefs.

Friday, and
When Sunday comes
I’ll pick up all the fragments
Of the days preceding this one
So to use what I’ve left over
When I sculpt the coming week.

#Paris #France

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