Monday Transparency

Another day in paradise

With creatures emerging

From their shelled existence

Living life with purpose

Ill-defined and

In prep of

Death eluded by

An everlasting afterlife

Sunday crawlers burned

By candles of forgiveness

All too human

Carrying natureʼs guilt

A heavy coat worn in

Drowned constitution

Salt numbs their wounds

Pain stinging with reality and

As they wade in their ocean

Losing consciousness and

Bloating with stagnant despair

They brew some more coffee

Attempting to manage the day