The raindrop dodger

This is one of those awful daysthat they used to write aboutin the olden daysand I have been out in itonly for a bitbut that bitfelt like a lot. got shoppinggot wetforgot to get milkso it’sblack coffee day,no wayam I going out again…

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Weekly

I came to terms with Mondaysmany years ago,don’t like them but know we’vegot to have them,they’re a bit like headaches inthat we’re glad when they’ve gone. I feel the same way about Tuesdaysand Wednesdays,Thursdays are shitbut by FridayI get itfeel the buzzand buss that itchthe weekend flies by,the only hitchisMonday,…

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One more alpha-blocker

Look like hell? give the doc’ a bell take some tablets and get well, or maybe you just look like hell anyway. Friday. the weekend or the worlds end and making poodles out of pipecleaners seems the only way to go coffee first though…

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Through the dimpled glass

Triangles in the clouds grey squirrels and dolphins too and it’s starting to rain, angles or angels, I see only equilaterals damn those maths classes. Faces that shear off and zoom in and a lion that looks ever so thin chasing an antelope with no hope of catching a balloon shape arises, disperses, falls into…

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Joy

Friday and I’m free a whole weekend for things to do and places to be, for people to meet and sights to see it’s Friday and I’m free yippee…

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Joins

This is not about me but it should be because who else could see the reconnect. I am traveling light. ‘Come to bed eyes’ heavy with sleep. Here you can’t find me and it’s no never mind because he is a lost cause. Crisis? stick your head in the sand and it all goes away…

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Coffee time grumble

Well that went quickly wasn’t it? didn’t it? couldn’t fit the weekend in an egg tray? I wanted it got it used it up forget it. And now it’s now and not then until the weekend comes again…

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Now that we’re closer to Friday

If I had my way which she assures me I do I’d make the weekend last longer to spend more time with you. When I grow up I want to be a soldier but not one that’s dipped in an egg. But for now which was now but it’s now then, I’ll just be me…

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The fourth enlightenment

Anyways thank God for Saturdays because I’ve finally understood that it ain’t no bleedin’ good to have the five days beforehand if you ain’t got nothing planned for the weekend. I lean towards sedentary and watch a documentary it seems to float the boat I’m on, then go on to a discotheque, don’t dance because…

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