“On a Sunday”

Without fortune, to be not a rain day but a sun day

as I numbed astray and slothed away on a Sunday.

 

I researched weight loss and pretended

to make big plans for my well being and future.

As I slaved to a donut.

And decayed in front of social media.

 

Self to betray – when pretending all is ok.

As did I (and eroded away) – on a Sunday.

 

Tony Blau Veldt, 06/07/2017

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