—Forgettin the days
Such a thing, see,
As forgettin the day?
My baby, she’s working
So’s it’s no Saturday.
Times ago, way back,
I’d work all M thru F
Back, way back, before I quit
an' my week was never left
Sure, it helped out,
Sure lectricity stayed lit
Sure SHE was happier
When SHE would just sit.
But, see, it is such a thing
A broad smile ‘cross my face
A nap at two pee emm
And forgettin all the days.
— Maybe once 💘
Just once. Come on, babe
I’m needing you to help me feel alive.
Just one time! Is all I’m asking.
Can’t you see it in my eyes?
Well, my lips are closed
And my eyes downcast
And you’re reading your phone
And I don’t really ask.
But just one time! Maybe once!
Stop my thoughts, disrupt me,
Break into my world
Ask me to read my poetry.
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