failure to breathe

late afternoon sun
the day has me by the throat
and pressed to the door
a push to stare through tempered glass
at the week ahead.
calendar marked black
every day
every night
and the last day will have to be
for rest only
or laundry
because no other day will fit.
unless I choose to walk naked
in the days to follow
air pulls out from my lungs
heavy sigh
failure to breathe
I cannnot juggle
and this is why.
~

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