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
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!