Well, I certainly know how you're feeling this about this being a Monday morning! Quite graphic, yo.

I'm watching the clock.
At five I get my soul back.
Enslaved until then.

Alas, it's Monday.
How unfortunate that the
weekend is over.

I'm pregnant so I
feel nauseous on Mondays and
all the other days.

Where did Monday go?
It was good to me; got meds.
Feeling better, yeah!

A bit tardy on the uptake, but I've done the 'ku!

monday:
one hundred fat geese
spare my dull, red jalopy
to shit in my hair

tuesday
fat geese bellies soar
over this concrete tower:
to shit on golfers