MONDAY’S child full of shit, lacks experience, he’s lacking wit.
Monday’s kid unwilling, but graceful in his demands.
Monday’s child has goals to fulfill little sexual experience a propensity for meth.
Monday’s child is a cacophony of misadventure.
Monday’s kid is scared of today unsure of the morrow can’t acknowledge a future.
Monday’s child don’t pay the rent don’t buy his own drugs messy demanding.
Monday’s boy is full of self-will self-indulgent self-determined.
Monday’s child wants to conquer the world.
that doesn’t surprise me, I share the same concern.
Missy Michaels you’re my kind of poet! That Monday’ child is fair of face, Tuesday’s child is full of grace…verse has been in my head since childhood. You went right for the sucker punch with the first line! You don’t waste any time.
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Wow, Jo, thanks for making my day. I’ve held on to this piece because of the drawings. It hit me in a flash to use 1 drawing and show the progression. I’ve been around recovery 35 years, last night I marked another 2 years clean/sober. These poems are a synthesis of me and 1000’s of addicts I’ve encountered.
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Thank YOU Missy! I’m enjoying your work. It’s so raw and fresh – just the way I like it.
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“Smiles!”
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