Days of the Week

On Sunday night I hated you
and we slept back to back the cat delirious between
all day Monday was the same though you
were contrite I would not give in.
Tuesday too. By Wednesday
your pride had gotten the better of it and tho' I
could easily you had shut down
the lady was definitely out.
So Thursday was cat's paradise she
passed closet affection as our go-between
on Friday night we shared a bottle of wine
and tumbled in the sheets on Saturday kissed
like lovers 
              and the cat left for a considerable period of time
and by mid-day Sunday we were ready for the week.

© 2026 Jurek Kirakowski