On Monday, I tried to avoid Tuesday.
So many things to do, work-related things,
on Monday, today, my day off work!
On Monday, I did Tuesday’s work,
thinking to get it out of the way, dispose of it,
to make Tuesday, my work-day, better!
On Monday, Tuesday’s work done,
I popped an egg, microwaved it, ate it,
to make today, the rest of it, happy!
On Monday, Tuesday just got nearer,
the thought of it, the feel of it, the fear,
so, grabbing the sun, I stepped out!
On Monday, early afternoon, up-fed
on egg, striding through time, the sunbeams
dimmed and died, the morning digested!
On Monday, down darkened valley,
I descended, landing in Works, browsing books,
bought and bulging from over-fed bag!
On Monday, mid-afternoon, I took
cover in Prado, potting up with tea and people,
flashed-up with fiction and thoughts!
On Monday, near three, I slugged up
wet valley, glasses clouding up, snot running down,
expecting the kids home from school!
On Monday, post three, I pooped out
the egg, hiding the stench with a spray down,
as the kids ploughed on in the front door!
On Monday, not Tuesday, I psyched-up
my psyche, peeling potatoes and sighing,
putting-off Tuesday by thinking!
On Monday, past five, I gulped down
potatoes, hoping to speed-up the process of eating,
to free up the evening for blogging!
On Monday, near midnight, I faced-up
to Tuesday, and pushed it right out to beyond —————————————–> TUESDAY!
Copyright owned by Jay Cool, March 2019
Inspired by fellow-poet, Ricardo Scribblero, who inspired me by advising me not to be inspired by other poets! How ricrational!
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