it feels like tuesday

it feels like
Tuesday

but it's Wednesday,
with a touch

of sunday morning thrown
in for
good measure.

but the weather says
march.

a third month of march.
cold winds.

rain. so much rain.
the stream is a river behind
my house.

the workers have
abandoned their digging

for drier quarters.
their shovels and hammers
strewn

about.

it feels like Tuesday, so
i'll go with that

and figure it out later
when I get
home.