The Rest of the Day - Bedhead

I had to wake up my head first

my body had a few more minutes

and my throat was dying of thirst

of course I should have known the morning would be this way

but there was no use ignoring

the rest of the day

Since people are dying in almost every possible place

I’d rather not leave the bed here with you

since there’s a dead black cat scattered on my street

I’d rather stay here

under the sheets

There was a parade outside the window with no cars

just dead cats being pulled

by horses with blinds over their eyes

I’m sure we could see ourselves rolling in the cats

when the carts moved back and forth

hitting the holes in the street