Forgive
me today for not thinking of you;
Forgive
me for not mentioning your name.
I
have other things on my mind to unwind.
It
seems that today it will take a lot, more
Than
a swift kick-start to get me going. My
Usual
routine of coffee and breathing are
Not
inspiring enough to move me. The mold
Of
the “same old” has encrusted my every
Thought
and word. Wednesday is Wednesday
Is
Wednesday, hundreds, thousands, a muddled
Mess
of midweeks all the same. I can’t see
Thursday
coming soon enough to save me.
And,
Friday is two lifetimes away. This grip of
Sameness
is so tight even the great Beethoven
Cannot
escape. (Death most certainly promises
To
be that way.) His compositions keep playing
Over
and over again. He hasn’t come up with
Anything
new in 190-years. Perhaps what I’m
Going
through today is a phase, could be merely
A
practice session for the boring and mundane
Inevitability
of Wednesday Eternities to come.
Today
is today. Forgive me for not thinking of
You
or mentioning your name. I can’t just lace
Up
my shoes and walk away.
Chris
Hanch 6-7-17
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