Monday Morning

Staying awake at two a.m. on a
monday morning
I can’t believe that this is life-
That I’m not dreaming
There’s silence all around me
and I can hear it growing
It’s so quiet in my room I
wonder if the whole house is
holding still. Holding onto memories
and black and silver shingles
Come on Louise let’s go
play Globetrotters-I can’t
believe that past
belongs to me. It’s not mine
it never was, but you won’t
know that. It’s never mine
and you would know how much
I love that look deep in your
eye that whistpers I love you.
It’s never mine, it never was
and you’ll never know
how much I do,
staying awake this monday morning
thinking of you.

2001