Tag: friday

• Friday night

  It’s a curious dichotomy 

  Anticipating yet awaiting nothing

  Noone is at the door,

  Nor will there be

  Yet, when the wind rattles the latch,

  I glance—

  Just in case.

  A lonely leaf, crushed into the doormat stares back

  There’s still 3 hours till bedtime

  Maybe I’ll vacuum tomorrow…

  Maybe I wont

  Dec 20, 2024

  alone, free verse, friday, loneliness, longing grieving, mundane, poetry, thoughts

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