Wednesday Night

These days are filled with paper
that cuts deep and long
into patience
and this turn of events
that weighs this bag down on my shoulder

Figures and facts frantically scrambling for fugitive space
a race to ace, a happy face

Fit in what the body needs,
but stretch your brain to great lengths
to please


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