Everyone has different ideas.
Saturdays are for sleep
Though it seems
There must be more
To them.
I watch the hours move
On the clock
On my watch
On my numb toes.
I listen to the turtle
Bang his plate
Against the glass
Of his tank.
He believes Saturdays
Are for turtles.
He knows
There is more to the weekend
Than sleep.
Blueberries he says
Blueberries.
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