Tuesday, September 29, 2015

friday

night seeps through
the veins in the ground

a cricket, a passersby

a woman on her
nightly run to the
Chinese food place

a child recieves
a good-night kiss on the forehead

across the globe
it is already morning
a song is heard
in the shower

two friends carpool to work -
wish for Friday night
so they can drink -
realize their dreams in conversation

the voice of the mundane day
a distant murmur

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