The holidays play tricks on me,
each day of the week seems like
Sunday to me. Now being the
retired guy from work and society,
such an illusion is not that relevant
for me, you see.
I have no other place to go or be,
nothing much to do or say.
Each day now, Sunday after Sunday,
monotony in time and place, and me
hobbling alone into the old and gray.
-30-
Chris Hanch 1-9-2-2022
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