‘Nother big day that didn’t begin with an early signature -
probably, it sidled into being via disturbed sleep - awoke
feeling there was something hidden in the fretwork altho
it wasn’t a glitch too grandiose to ignore or bitch about if
even scratch; and that might’ve been its origins - like an
insomniac naturally births more imaginatively freed than
we’d believe the same consequences could ever ignite -
so we sojourn to the Library, return books and select a
Few more for an already recycled week - all we need is
the impending call for our specialist visit & suggested to
be likely Tuesday; well, hip hooray, it will be a bit later &
on th’ following Tuesday - thus our skewed week’s been
rearranged because there’s a waiting game framed into
pertinent rationale of when you’re on a borrowed limb
© 15 August 2016, I. D. Carswell
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