Friday
wake up travel, oh
heart is a lonely hunter
oh, hunt on you, there
Very long work day
Art show, apartment so hot
Cigarettes on stoop
Saturday
Parks, hills, quiet walks
Sleep at the bottom of the sea
Listen while you read
eleven fifty-one
walk everywhere on two feet
balanced day with you
(Sink down, ocean floor
Smooth white belly of a whale
Surrounding blue calm)
Sunday
restless all through night
roam about day listlessly
family got smaller
You: head north. Me: west
Benches in parks, piers, and shops
His spirit lives on
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