Tuesday Blues 2024

Tuesday Blues 2024
 A Poem by Amanda Dobbs
 
There’s a gas leak at my workspace.
The dog has scratched up his left eye.
The kid’s got a heart flutter,
(Is COVID freakin’ why?).
My meeting starts at 12:15,
I’ll call in from the car,
While in the Walmart parking lot
(the drive home’s much too far).
While I am here, do I need groceries?
A toilet part? Some socks?
Let me check the app I have
To monitor my stocks.
The new prescription for anxiety
Is ready to pick up.
I’ll slot that in for Friday
After a vet stop for the pup.
Volleyball at 6pm,
An away game, make a note.
Grab the coach a present.
Try not to think of Tuesday’s vote.
Oh shit, I need a gift card.
Oh shit, it’s Christmas soon.
Book the family pictures.
Book myself a padded room.
Call your sister and the neighbor,
Lock the gossip in the vault.
And don’t forget the future
Is entirely your fault.