Per My Last Doldrums
Get with me on Monday
Stay away from me
The weekend is among us
Not a killer, no disguises
Get with me on Monday
I have more important
Matters slicing across
My achiles
Belly crying
Sore shoulders
Hunched over a
Cracked mirror
Get with me on Monday
Until then I do not exist
Off the clock and
Out of reach
Fat ears
No body sold as
Property
Get with me on Monday
Or be ignored
Until
Monday
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Powerful in its simplicity and good on you for standing your ground, especially in that ending!
Thank you. No soul for gold
I love how you structured your stanzas, it really contributes towards the theme
Thank you!