Curled up like a cat
Atop a spinning world of responsibilities
Don't wake me from this weekend dream
I can bear the nightmare occasionally
Instead, cut the lights and turn the fan over me
Breathing one final breath into this lifeless beast
You can expect me not to hear so much as a single sound
When the new day comes with an irksome, early, alarming scream
Jun 24, 2019
Jun 24, 2019 at 9:10 AM UTC
Curled up like a cat
Atop a spinning world of responsibilities
Don't wake me from this weekend dream
I can bear the nightmare occasionally
Instead, cut the lights and turn the fan over me
Breathing one final breath into this lifeless beast
You can expect me not to hear so much as a single sound
When the new day comes with an irksome, early, alarming scream
