Tomorrow someone will piller me with pleasantries
and inquire with convival levity "how was your weekend?"
It will be Monday, and I will feel greedy. Maybe I will reply
"I want last weekend back." Who knows . . . what if
honesty serpents into my throat and I say "putting me
closer to the end" with a smile that only undercuts
the grimness a little. Maybe give the whole moment
a twist. How about a wink to retort the
perfect Monday morning question.
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