Nail-polished toes peek out of my blanket

A new day has come then. Aww, fuck it.

Staring at the mirror, I see a ghost

Hmm….breakfast…..thinking….buttered toast?

Walking out then on a windy day

Hey, I’m gonna make stuff happen. Out of my way!!

In class now, the boys are happy to see me

Mostly, I think, ’cause I sneak in some martini.

The day’s a flurry of knobs and faders

Numerous cups of tea and unhealthy taters.

Home at last, in my blanket I sink

But wait, first I must make myself a drink.

Oh let me check Facebook. Everyone’s up and about

But I’m tired now, so goodnight. It’s lights out!