Wrong Side of the Bed

Hump day dawns as frazzled

(oversleeping un-leg-shaven)

grump day;

traffic detours

waylay prolific plans.


On arrival – belated,

internally beleaguered –

cliched mood-bending aphorism

darts amongst

angst-strewn thoughts.


Ironic ghost of smile


in the reminiscent specter:

bed with no right side

cookie sheet adjoining

frigid cinder block wall.


Perspective righted

she scales




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