Never on Wednesday?

On normal Wednesdays, I depart my place
from 10 a.m. till after 8 at night.
I daily make my bed – there’s little space
for messiness – my one-room house is tight.
I smooth the covers and I turn to face
outside, away. I come home after light
has gone, and ready bed for my repose.
I wonder then why made was what I chose.

(Ottava Rima)

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