Break

Brain Alteration
Friday Night Tune up
Away goes the week
All of work is forgotten

Now who I be
Without a job title
Just a plain old soul
On the weekend path

Numb and fry
Distract and absorb
The back yard barbeque
Prevents further introspection

Dancing, spinning
Letting it all unwind
Fashioned for a whirlwind vacation
Just on a two day break

Chores await
Back to labor
Right around the corner
But, for now, it’s just free time