At a wake I’m in mourning,
and in the morning I’m awake.
I earn a living through my undertakings
while the undertaker urns the living.
This is during the weekdays –
which is appropriate because it puts me in a weak daze.
Luckily the weekend is coming up!
But five days work and two days play seems like the weak end of the deal,
and I’m feeling weakened.
Edited by Natalia-Marie Fiorio