tuesday

soon
it will be time to go

and people will forget the softness
that your eyes once nurtured
and they’ll cease hearing
all the hoopla you mustered
and no one will recall the glee
of you announcing on a random day
perhaps on a monday like today
that
this will be the day
that one day
i will describe as the days

until, someday,
perhaps on a monday like today,
it too must go
into the misty daze
of how it all happened
all too
soon