When they said ‘you can’t go back’,
did they mean, like, to bed?
Early morning, early sun, it took far
too long for comforts to arrive.
Restless mind, too much heat, not
enough silence, not enough sleep.
The time will certainly drag,
How will I make it through the day?
The weekend is so close.
I’m counting the hours.
Maybe tomorrow I can sleep in?