Moon Man, Mundane Monday, At the Pond, Hungry, Free, Here

Mundane Monday

Doggone day dwells over my bed
one more dawn to toss to night

Fist down smash
shrilling sirens stop
half-shut eyes peek
red time on oblong clock, Blink
8 uh-oh
Jump out
leap in the shower
cold water will do
rush on the suit
crooked necktie now chokes
out the front door
keys left hanging in the keyhole

Run run stop
foot down to speed
run run STOP
Foot on the break
all the way to cubical cave
where monitor glows like fire
memories trapped in photographs
tacked on wobbly walls

Mundane Monday sits in my inbox
like last Monday, day to turn to Tuesday

Punch clock tic tocks to night

June 9, 2005