but it happened to be tuesday
close to the weekend
but far enough to matter
saturday's remnants flake
while sunday is torn between
yesternight's debauchery and
tomorrow's trepidation
when will reality recede
enough to donate a glimpse
of what could be or was
that day in october
where a walk
was more than a walk
or last december
when the kids smiled
i understand that a day is a day
and tonight will become tomorrow
time is relative to what it's touched
so act upon the immediate
memory tells of moments missed
while ambition proclaims
the balance between contrasts
ultimately surrendering to the heart
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