Pour me another stimulant

 
 
          Mondays are
     so
gloopy
 
Despite best intentions to
  get
     shit
        done
 
moments glom together
like stale, fused ju-jubes
 
brain
moving
slowly
….
tick
  tock
….
tick
  tock
….
molasses
  style
 
until big sticky chunks of time
have passed suddenly
without checkmarks on the to-do list
 
 
meanwhile the world
     dives
          gleefully
             into
                  productivity
 
eliciting guilt from this
dragging
viscous
soul

Pour me another stimulant.
I'll catch up
sometime
on Tuesday afternoon.

.