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This coming week I thought I could laze,

Watch TV, cut the grass or read,

But work has seeped in to fill up the days.

This coming week

Is now packed hour by hour with tasks that breed

Like flies above the wormery, a haze

Of buzzing nuisances contented to feed

On quiet moments, interrupting ways

Which could rejuvenate and might succeed

If work had not tried to set ablaze

This coming week.

Brian Hick August 2014

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