their monday

leaving my love's neck 
the kinks, beautiful furniture
a viewmaster 
and conversation i care about 

for what i don't know
to smoke i guess
moment to myself for this

down b and r's old staircase 
i've descended countless nights
but pitch black now and thick
with wet first summer air
of a new decade 

wonder if an ecstatic weekend
has to ever end
for their monday
nah, just keep saying yes to good
no to bad 
alone against the dark