11:45 and the door slams shut
the cat jumps

i glance to the couch
and i see the paper
along with two unwashed cups

the couch opens its mouth
and swallows me whole
11:49 and my breath turns cold

i just want to be done with tuesday

where you'd sit
and where you'd wait
i see ghosts
and unwashed coffee stains

i just want to be done with tuesday

and while you where never really here
and you'd never really known
this house, this cave
this place i call my home

your shadow sits
and it waits
making sure that i am safe

11:59 and i exhale
the couch spits my out
and i explode as my heart turns cold

00:06 and the bed eats me up
i'm done with tuesday

but you're not