Not much going
four left to go
pace of this day is really really slow
Walking like your in a fog
even your boss hates the job
Sitting at his desk
a ghost he becomes
wont even see him
until the day is done
Then when you get home
you go through routine
eat a quick dinner
then sit in front of tv
Not much on
you shut it with a harsh click
off to bed at 8.30
life has to be better than this
Tuesday
the really nothing day
should take it off the calender
no one cares about it any way.
vincent armone
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/days-of-the-week-tuesday/
