you
are my
mondays.
my blue
hard monday.
you are
the work
i don't
have the time
for,
the energy
to get to
it all done
before
the stars
arrive,
before the
moon lights
up to replace
a setting sun.
you are the
day i want to
sleep in,
the cold rainy
day that puts
a chill in
my old bones.
you are my
monday, and
ain't that
a crying shame.
Monday, April 26, 2010
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