Monthly Archives: January 2015

Friday wakes to work
Then unshackles the weekend
Soon chores will heist time

At a hushed bookstore
Uncharted works charmed me as
My unread pile howled

I sat on my hands
As pictures paced in my head
Pining for paper

The Midwest looks east
For signs of old man winter
We grab spring jackets

As I bask in warmth
I was told that great winters
Close gobs of school days

My Sunday mirrors
The Sunday you read about
With nothing to do

Petty decisions
Obstructed our Friday night
The week gulped reason

The midnight ambush
Takes away my loafing time
The alarm snickers

I run the same maze
As past days with no upswing
Insipid quagmire