On most weeks it’s how I start the day
the routine, normal, awkward way
A splash of coffee on my blouse
Is how this Monday will start out
I’ll bang my knees on the table leg
burn my toast and scrambled eggs
I’m late as I start looking for my keys
I’ll search the floor on bended knees
I might have l left them on the sink,
or maybe in the couch I think
On the table, in plain view
Is where I find them at 8:02
Behind a big truck now going slow
Hitting every red light, as I go
A frantic way each week to start
Late for work, I pull in to park
Now rushing quickly to get inside
I sit down fast and start to type
Just another Monday to survive
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