Saturday dies

Last thoughts for a dull day.


Saturday night slides inexorably towards its end

A solitary figure stares at the pitiless TV screen

Subtly is long-lost

The summer chill sets in and

He slides towards the shapely but cold duvet

Sleep eludes

Silence deafens

Staring eyes drill holes in the ceiling

The dawn is stagnant

Will it ever start?

Will it ever save him?

All will’s lost

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