mondays

be like

i fucking hate

being

unable

to rid

myself

of all the crap

i hunger

but the danger

is this

kisses

do not rain down

flashes

of lightning

small thunder

wet

well

yet

move

a little

far or near

the body needs the groove

the mind needs

serenity

to soothe

and allow

it all to go on

and the logic

and wisdom

rids

the plate

of fat

and garbage

food

and people too

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