wishing tuesday morning away

I wish those early morning birds  
Would quit their fascist songs  
That rouse me from my slumber  
So I can follow the  spider on the cobweb ceiling  
Wondering when he gonna attack  

I wish the shower wasn't so hot  
I wish the soap wasn't so slippy  
I wish the cereals weren't so sugary  
I wish the car wasn't so filthy  
I wish I was anywhere else but here  
I wish the radio played decent songs  
I wish my poems flowed like golden ink  
That drip upon the eloquence of the finest silk.

I wish I could stop smoking
Everyone else seem to manage it  
I wish my words were mighty spears  
That would crack the heads of stagnant brains  
 I wish this coffee didn't taste like piss  

I wish I had the balls to rob a bank  
I wish that truck would bloody move  
Too slow would never make it out alive  

I wish them lights would turn green  
I wish the phone would stop ringing  
I wish I had the skills to leave this all behind  

I wish I got a letter saying "love your stuff ,here's ten grand write us a book"  
Ah but it's all wishing; wishing Tuesday morning away.