Canto VI

Friday

Friday

Usually my happiest day

But not today

Because you are not

I hate staring into space

And you are not

I’m a hazard to myself

If you are not

I don’t understand my Friday

When you are not

I just want the next day to come

I’m tired of fighting with my mirror

I can’t see anything

When you are not

Time is perpetual

Come back to me my love

I’m astray.