just another thursday
all the blue skies in the world
don't hold a candle to you
because skies don't have hands
so there's that I guess which is
to say I think you're pretty but
beauty is fleeting & so is time
which is another thing that
doesn't have hands even though
time claws & crawls & drags us on
& anyway that whole thing about
blue skies is probably just lust
& the clock is ticking so
better get your keys or we'll
be late for church yet again