.5. Late Poem by David Threadgold

When I get up in the morning
Smell the coffee piping hot
When I tried to picture dreams I’d had
But find that I’ve forgot

When I look for clothes all scattered round
I hear the bathroom lock
When I hear this sound I know I’ve lost
No point but I still knock

When I try to grovel hopelessly
Let me in please save my life
When I called you twice you had your chance
This reply came from my wife

When I finally get my shower
The water’s all run cold
When I made my protests to myself
Not feeling very bold

When I get down for my breakfast
Egg and bacon set in fat
When I hit the morning rush hour
I’m late so that’s just that


© 2008 David Threadgold
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