Sudden, restful inspiration
catches me on Sunday:
the day I prefer to rest.
People go for, run away,
and, for me, instead
it’s the only day I don’t want to go
It’s the only day,
where I don’t want to disappear,
if not, letting me go,
enjoying the solitude
Often, I don’t even go out.
Often, I can’t seem to want to do it,
often, I don’t want anything or anyone.
And I let myself go
a bit as if you were on the chair,
and slowly, I slide towards tomorrow.
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