mondays are

mondays are
blue,
cold, and ordinary.
they hang
by their claws on the clouds
and their tails dip
on the ground,
and sleep all day.

mondays are
cool,
blue, and undying.
they scrape
their nails in the sky
and make thunder,
and lightning follows
soon,
afterward.

well.

mondays are
dull,
blue, and boring.
they plummet
with the raindrops
on gray days,
wet and grumpy
as Tuesdays.
mondays are
like that.

2003.may.20