Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday

Prepare, work, dead tired; brush, change, sleep.
Up & down, creation now; rushed to make that leap.
Redness persists, well known, this time not seen.
No waiting here, driven, still no longer, ever clean.
Unforeseen destination, denial, and radio resort.
Realization of mistakes, doubt, then blame then retort.

Overnight, from plans, make the final touch.
Prepare, work, dead tired; brush, change, sleep—not much.
Awake, asleep, arise; no time, same clothes.
What fruits now yield thee…God knows.
Driven, park; walk, ducks, goose, and a game.
Flies and fly balls, dead rodent…I am still lame.

Reflection, sacrifice; pleas & love, ruined; riches toil.
Smelt and shut; mercury, lead in soil.
Prepare, work, dead tired; brush, change, sleep.
Wait, gone; sitting, clicking; what’s left I keep.

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