Pour me another stimulant (with reading)

 
 
          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

 ….
tick
  tock
….
tick
  tock
….
 
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.


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