I am overwhelmed
by flightless days
and countless ways
that Sundays and Saturdays
turn to dust.
by flightless days
and countless ways
that Sundays and Saturdays
turn to dust.
(c) Rob posted at 12:26 PM
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Poems
- The good news
- Saturday Evening
- Enigma
- renditions
- When Songs No Longer Suffice
- Gucci Bag
- Death Comes Swift
- As I Turn Away from the Numinous
- Red Dress
- Red Dress Pt. 2 (silly)
Links
- We link to nothing.
1 Comments:
I have often wondered why it is that on calendars, the week starts with Sunday, yet Sunday is considered to be part of the weekend.
Can't it then be aruged that we're being cheated out of a day?
Sundays are stupid. Unless they're icecream sundaes...mmmm. Honestly, Sundays with their whole "pious, can't decide if they're a weekend or weeskstart day" attitude makes me want to vomit. And then they give Mondays the bum rap for being the bleary-eyed-overly-caffeinated-crap-start-of-week day.
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