Thursday Vibes

Thursday creepin’, week almost faded,

Hustle got me dreamin’, mind overstated.

Calendar’s a beast, days stay serrated,

I’m just tryna carve peace, soul saturated.

Coffee in the cup, steam doin' dances,

Bills on the desk, life takin’ chances.

Phone buzzin' twice, missed romances,

Thursday’s a bridge, not where the stance is.

Thursday, the in-between, the gray haze,

Not the start, not the end, just strange plays.

Step back, let it breathe, slow the phase,

Thursday, my middle child of days.

Fifth-floor cubicle, brain feelin’ musical,

Dreamin' of escape routes, future-looking beautiful.

Thursday got a groove, rhythm undisputable,

Friday in the rearview, vibe irrefutable.

Keys tap-tap, emails sound surgical,

Day drags its feet, moves so mercurial.

Lunch break stumbles, burrito too vertical,

I’m a Thursday philosopher, thoughts turn lyrical.

Thursday, the in-between, the gray haze,

Not the start, not the end, just strange plays.

Step back, let it breathe, slow the phase,

Thursday, my middle child of days.