Two Lost Days

Sunday was lost at around Fahrenheit 451 At about the temperature of burning books Lost in the fog of war in exploded atomic bombs That vaporize houses and power grids alike Evaporate the day like nobodies business into nothing Monday followed Sunday in due course like usual Just another named day, counted like a lost sheep Blasted off the orbital path in a nuclear holocaust Removed with us, hurled into the nothingness Covered in ash with the evaporated houses Into the darkness with no more home called Earth Into the sun we go with two days journey into night No one left around to count the next five days Nothing there, not even calendars or clocks And no more pain or sleep in case you're wondering