a good day
okay. alright.
i’m going to
stop for a minute
and take a breather.
sit a stretch.
have a coma.
space out.
rest my eyes.
sleep for daze.
oh. only i can’t.
i just remembered.
big day tomorrow.
or some of it will be.
maybe half of the day
will be big. half a
day. the whole day.
friday. that’s the kind of
of day that i’ll be having.
a friday. a weekend’s
beginning. but today,
thursday, on the way
home from work,
that is, this
evening, i,
little old me,
i got off the 14
about a block away
from home
and walked
across the street
and into that new place,
which has actually been
there quite a while now,
it’s not so new.
i crossed the
street, walked in,
ordered myself a
gyro and some fries,
a diet coke
because i’m
diabetic, which is
old news, i know,
says little old me.
anyway, like i was saying,
i got off the 14 bus
about a block away
from where i live,
from where i’ve
been living some
three years now.
it was a really warm day
and now it’s a warm night
and this i notice
sitting here
at home.
big day tomorrow
from the top of the day
all the way down
to the day’s bottom.
or that’s the plan.
and then it’ll be night
like it is right now.
will it be warm
(like it is right now)?
that i cannot say
with any certainty
from here on this
nice, warm night.
almost a hot night.
and a good night.
good day. and good night.
