It is almost, not quite Friday night
The lights of the strip mall just clicked in
neon streaks of red and blue
to the west,
sunlight has almost faded from the horizon
streaks of yellow between clouds and office buildings
Traffic races around us
going home- from work
going out- to drink
It is almost, not quite the weekend
a night so early that we can't give it a name yet
Tomorrow
we probably won't remember it anyway
.