I Hate Mondays.

Weekend over

early mornings

walk to work

sharp winds

long waits

queues.

Crowded bus

shrieking children

coffee relief

momentary warmth

Depressed.

Never-ending

long to sleep

day drags on

time sweeps by

counting down.

Underground woes

London bustle

hands in face

bodies together

commuters hell

Monday’s gain.

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