a monday
disguised as
a sunday
with the same
anxious depression
the thundering of
sand tumbling
ticking off
the seconds
until i am
in stasis
for another
two weeks
after a true
sunday that sped
by the same as
a saturday
leaving the calendar
off balance and
me out of sorts
tomorrow will be
a tuesday
but technically
still a monday
even as the week
itself is
in a quasistate
of eternal flux
where i know which
day it is
but none feel right
and a monday
is a surrogate sunday
as anxiety bubbles
percolating slowly
in electrified
waves of dissidence