Wednesday piddles around
it drinks black coffee
to the tune of robins and jays
and smells heavy
of hyacinths and rain
Wednesday longs
for the warmth of the day
to chase the chill of the morning
and brighten the dark recesses
that linger of the night
Wednesday promises
the coming ease
that the weekend will bring
regardless of what that weekend brings
it’s the shadowed eyes
and relentless soul
that never knows enough to quit

April Wells
4/20/2016