Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Mondays (Dorsimbra)

I am already weary of today
As hopes come tomorrow, and I must wait
Lamenting of yester-thoughts once again
Challenging this monotony’s sad fate

I wake to sleep
And sleep to wake
Entertaining boredom
Withering away

It could be easier if I weren’t here
But circumstances cannot be helped, so—
I’m left to stay and challenge my time, though
I am already weary of today

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