Happy Weekend


I was out late with friends when I first saw her.
It hit midnight, she was just waking up.
She was just getting out of bed.
It was four in the morning.

She was putting make up on.
She was getting dressed after morning sex.
Five in the morning she clocked into work.
She cracked the horizon.

I saw her first.
The first in the neighborhood.
I saw the weekend first.


**By Quinton Horras Yard culled from hellopoetry.com**


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