Hamster wheel begins its descent from Monday to Friday,
weighted down by the pull of the mundane.
Work. Sleep. And work again.
Bottoms out Friday
...the moment fleeting then
cranking up slowly, cogs turning heavily
up through Saturday, higher through Sunday. Pause...
at the top.
The sweetest dread at Sunday, midnight.
Spinning stilled. A silent moment,
hushed with longing -
and a wish: to spin no more...
plunging towards Monday,
wheel dragged down by its own weight.