What is it about Friday poems? March 24, 2021

Do my Monday ones

reek of eulogies to days

just died? Funeralistic

in their recollections weighted

to the struggling days ahead.

Where Friday’s poems seem to

slide out upbeat and freeing.

Prison-break and party-themed

stanzas that invite lock-pickers and

getaway drivers, bartenders and

a few friends for a fun weekend

At this point, I must shut down my pen

and run over to the gala

preferring not to face

its inevitably

messy

conclusion