My fiancé has coined a word
for Saturday recuperation
which describes what much of the
world
does to allay its tension.
From schoolchildren to the
orthodox
this is a time to reboot,
rest, restore and relax,
but none of these words quite suit
in the way his term translates,
acknowledging the week’s angst
which the process encapsulates,
as we purge the Sturm und Drang.
I hear household gods dictate:
‘Thou shalt recombobulate

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