Friday for a paradox.
Friday for a makeshift plot
To lay in graves the self-made men,
A sense to make of afterthoughts
Gone way of all successes,
And the epitaph plays on repeat
For weekday wolves to chase.

Friday, and the irony’s
A bit more deeply seeded.
But the days are made in
End rhymes and in sequences
Of seamless words the likes
Of time to kill for passing
By in too much haste.

#Melbourne #Australia

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