a day off

on outskirts of the asphodel field
there is a bolder,
a throne, – just for one day.

today, I will not roll the rock up the hill.
today is my day off!

I will sit, stretching my feet,
drinking red wine, enjoying some smoke.
I’ll flirt with the bodiless maids,
tease the genderless guards at the gates,
make angry the three headed beast.

I’ll jump naked into the Styx
from the sharp cliff
and stealthily shake the boat with arriving new souls.

then I will sleep.

today, I will not roll the rock up the hill.
today is my day off!


smooth surface is under my palms.
they say stone can not be soaked in tears.

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