selling suprises

some of the days are
everything except what you would expect
letting you know to not plan too hard
like a sign that means more than one thing
including whatever it is you can’t see
near the final moments that
glow with the close of evening
sure as a moon slowly setting over the mountain
unless i find you these moments lose meaning
pulling down the ceiling and
relaxing like a slow sleepy animal stretch
if a nap is when you possibly sleep best
stay there and let the stress be suppressed
endure the torture of a long yawning sunday
so the next week with you will be easy

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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