7:15pm

"how was your day?"

the sun danced across the line that breaks the sky from land.

mockingly laughing at my shame.

the 'tick' bellowed in my ear drums followed immediately by a 'toc'.

the clock never slowed down, not for one second.

the moon was the last to arrive, making its

way through the dusk sky from the final beams of light shining indirectly from the absent rays of the sun.

7:15pm

good evening never spoke so loudly.

like the lingering moment after a hard slap to your face.

the moment right after the initial shock settles in and pain bursts through with a throbbing grip engulfing you in its entirety.

i slept all day again.

the entire day is over.

i bask in the last few seconds of september 4th, 2020 a day i missed and will never see.

like its coexisting september 3rd, 2020 a day also lost to wasteful sleep.

i felt robbed of two days of my life. 

two days i could never get back.

the last of the light lingered under a blanket of deep dark nothingness before it disappeared on that day forever.

what a waste.

september 5th, i will not refuse your presence in my eyes. 

i will bathe in your sunlight and lie on the clouds.