Just Another Day

You used to let your shirttail show

Still in the same room but staying quiet

Frequently disappear

Wondering why you're stuck at home

You used to want to see his face

Well, it's invisible until it's on fire

Like an earthworm crawling its way to the sidewalk

To make one last letter

When she died I struggled to find the words

And I can't tell if I feel worse about that

Or the fact it felt like just another day

You texted on your way to work

Said what a sad way we're living our lives now

But Monday's coffee makes me think of tomorrow

I thought

You'll feel better once you make it to

The middle of the morning or maybe lunch time

I've been trying to learn to compartmentalize

Put it outside of my mind

The first five-day week after a holiday

Hits loud and hard, and I can't understand

Why it can't feel like just another day

Why can't I picture you in color?

From a windowless room, wondering why

Why does it always hit me when it's inconvenient?

The produce aisle or a party

The drive to work it moves me

A conference call or the front lawn

Your favorite shirt, I'm still wearing it

It's not as green as it once was

But dumb luck finds the front door to just another day