Weekend

The weekend comes
It bothers us
Makes us fretful
We imagine planting roses
Riding a bicycle
Being free
But we are tethered
To this hole
An endless pit
We swat away the flies
We do not like their looping dance
In another world we are a wife
And mother
In this world
We are alone
Perhaps that suits us better
We like to laze and dream
Drink and forget
We have each other
She whispers
And I reach for her tiny hand
Time is not to be afraid of
We need not run like Rabbit
Or forget it like Hatter
We should pour a glass of tea
Savour every sweet drop
This is where we belong
On the fringes of Wonderland
Behind the mirror
Chasing cats and hoping to meet the Red Queen
She is magic
Don't you know
I remember her
The time after the bridge
Running naked
Nothing mattering any more
But there were people who helped
Stopped the chaos
Eased my head
Such a long time ago
Still so near
What we were informs us
Makes us dizzy
And so another week passes
We are neither better or worse
We just are
Perhaps that is enough.