All SONNYDAY unherited

was the Mortgage

to Yesterdays laughter.

MOONDAY brooded and sulked

behind the clouds.

“It’s just a phase,” I thought. Then

CHEWSDAY came and spat me out

While WHENSDAY hadn’t a clue

what to do.

THAWSDAY saw the ice recede

about my soul/left me shivering and cold but

FRIEDAY slipped the other way

and I just ended up getting burnt again,

which led me to a SADDERDAY indeed

and another WEAK END.






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The Reverend Hellfire is a practised Performance Poet,

President of the Kurilpa Institute of Creativity

and an ordained Minister of the Church of the Universe

AND the Church of Spiritual Humanists.

May contain traces of wheat.



~ by reverendhellfire on December 6, 2015.

One Response to “THE WEAK”

  1. I think we’ll have a wake for that week.

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