Today is not mine

"Somedays aren't yours at all.
They come and go as if they're someone else's days.
They come and leave you behind someone else's face-
and its harsher than yours
and colder than yours.

They come in all quiet, sweep up,
and then they leave.
And you don't hear a single floor board creek.
They're so much stronger than the friends
you try to keep
by your side.

Downtown,
downtown.

I'm not here-
not anymore.

I've gone away; don't call me.
Don't write."