the lost day

i lost Saturday
to a mind numbing headache
induced by Tigger.

I think perhaps that
his memory is blurry.
He wakes when he feeds

that changes daily.
I even tried a valium,
one for him, not me.

But it did not last.
His paw reached out to wake me
early in the morning.

Its not totally
his fault. My actions this week
certainly didn’t help:

Working late, staying up,
with a preoccupied mind.
My losing one day

to the migraine mist,
is only redeemed by the
prospect of Monday.

A work holiday
is a gift, a free pass from
anything, everything.


Published by Modern Vintage Ink.

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