Mondays should be a crime
Tuesday is Monday’s cruel sister.
Much like the sunburn’s blister.
Laying in bed not wanting to face the day
phone unplugged and shades drawn
wishing it would all go away.
Pillow over the head,
so silent and alone.
Loud that bladder screams.
Tile floor is cold.
This gets old.
Day has started.
Damn it all.
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