tuesdays puzzle

you wet your fingers
to turn the page.
then another.
you squint at the words,
moving on
from one boring story
to the next.
who won, who lost
means less and less with
each new year.
you yawn.
has nothing changed?
is there anything good
to report?
the sun may come out,
it may rain.
the Tuesday puzzle is
less hard than
tomorrows. you go there.