Monday
lulled me off
to sleep
Tuesday
arid dreams
Wednesday
turning up
the heat
Thursday
blanket steam
Friday
woke me
hotter still
Saturday
a beast
Sunday
found me
lost in thirst
Monday
— to repeat
(The New Room: March, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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A great catalogue of the days of the week Kurt but I thought that Sunday was for repenting. Oh I forgot for us nonchurch going folks it is Monday. A good read my friend
Thanks.
Most welcome Kurt
Kurt, this has a really effective slow burn to it…each day quietly building the sense of heat and exhaustion until the week itself starts to feel like a creature. The simplicity works very well here, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you, again.
Most welcome, Kurt!
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