Sendings
By Shirley Segev
© Shirley Segev
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Monday Morning Deaths
Monday morning deaths,
recycled weekly,
dust and ashes made of hopes,
longings of yesterday,
and prayers.
Monday mornings
dreaded, made of
tears unshed and
crushing silence,
shaking, chocking
into the abyss.
What keeps
What keeps one's sanity
(the secret of humanity)
because it gives life meaning
is that Monday is Monday
the opposite of Sunday
Tuesday is definitely
the day after Monday
with its own needs and duties
Wednesday, depends,
best work or waste,
Thursday, last chance
to do real haste,
Friday, the day of great
expectations
Saturday and or Sunday
the highlights and be-all,
or vice-versa,
in the merry go round of day after
day
this is what drives what survives
Unleash the heat
Unleash The Heat!
Fire!
You'd think it's
Hell
or War, or
a deafening drum
but no,
these clever
spinners
dressed it
in red
and gloss,
a pack of gum.