Day Off

 

I´m taking the day off.

I don´t know what that means anymore,

but it still feels good to say it.

 

Mondays are always Mondays,

even without a job.

The first day of the week,

get the laundry out,

go to the bank,

the normal vicissitudes

are about all I can handle.

 

A day free of worry is what I mean.

Doesn´t that sound attractive?

Some would call it a vacation.

 

Jumping from an airplane

without a parachute…

falling…

falling…

falling…

you find a strawberry

in your shirt pocket…

how sweet the taste!