Monday Has Me Blocked

(tick tock tick tock)

(hey! ho! let's go!)

I texted Monday, “Can we talk?” It left me standing on the

clock I tried to call,

it sent me straight To voicemail labeled “Suffer now” Sunday evening felt

so sweet Then dread put concrete on my feet My work clothes

stared across the room Like officers serving a warrant (run!)

Monday has me blocked again It stole the weekend from my hands

I sent a heart,

it sent demands And scheduled meetings without plans Monday has me blocked

again But somehow knows exactly where I am It finds me hiding

in my bed And drags me toward the coffee stand

My alarm screamed at six-oh-five (wake up!) I negotiated for my life

It offered nine additional minutes Then attacked me nine minutes later Traffic

formed a metal snake Everybody made the same mistake We’re driving toward

fluorescent lights To ask each other how the weekend was (ugh!)

Tuesday is Monday wearing glasses Wednesday is Monday with false hope Thursday

whispers, “You can make it” Friday cuts the office rope (freedom!)

Monday has me blocked again But Friday keeps

me

as a friend One day I’ll build a four-day week And Monday

won’t exist for me

Calendar invitation accepted automatically.

(shut it down!)