J.

Today is a very bad day 
From 2am to present, today is a very bad day. 
We make cutting remarks by phone before dawn.
I know before it is over I am messy and regretful.
I close my eyes. I put them away into my phone. 
I walk a sweet teething puppy, but today is still a very bad day. 
We exchange messages and misread each other's tones. 
I don’t eat a thing and I don’t feel tired.
My eyes rest a thousand yards away. 
People and places pass me with my head down low. 
We speak again in softer more patient voices. 
I feel like I may be respecting myself for the first time. 
We say goodbye and I feel okay before I sob.
Today is a very bad day. 

J. is having a very bad day.