a thorough sweep
has near been made
through this
particular week–

a time to check,
step back a bit,

breath to restart
from its
unconscious, binding hold,

and then, recall
some good intention
somehow stalled,

and pause
to re-evaluate,
and either, have that be OK
or maybe, finally,
get to to it.

An enthusiastic
take on this Thursday
is, for ou and me,
my smiling,
offered solemn

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