Neil Gray

Rookie (November 5th 1972. / Some hospital I think...can't remember...was very young at the time.)

I Don'T Do Mornings..... - Poem by Neil Gray

I raise my head from
underneath the covers
and squint at the
violent sunshine
that fills the room

I don't do mornings.

It's always such
a challenge
to leave the safety
of these blankets
and the warmth
of her ass
pressed up
against me.

To face a pile
of unpaid bills,
of over-due rent
and ugly people
all crying out for
their little piece.

Soon there will be nothing
left for them,
just a pile of bleached bones
picked clean.

I wonder what it will be like
just to disapear.

Rolling onto my side,
I drape an arm across her chest
and rest my face against
her blonde hair.

'The cat's need feeding' she murmers
still half asleep.

I sigh,
pull on some jeans
and pad barefoot into
the kitchen.

Around my feet
2 sets of hungry eyes
gaze up at me,
their tiny voices
mewing in unison
as I set the can opener
to work.

'Gimmie, gimmie, gimme' I smile down at
them through my 4 day beard.

'Well, might as well start the day
the way it means to go on....'

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 5, 2006



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