Fridays are the saddest days
They remind me of how you left me
They remind me of the solitude I was left with
When you found a new life
I didn’t ask for it
They remind of working
In gray cubicles
Wondering
What color is the sky outside
Breeding an isolation
Seeking undulation from a dark underworld
Capitalism in a dangerous 1st world
Comfortable faux safety
They remind me of coming home
To the empty quietness
A world outside somewhere else
Far far away