steady warren
seven a.m.
i brew a cup of morning coffee
(it doesn’t wake me up)
eight thirty a.m.
i drive to work (a corporate job where my thoughts
abandon my mind— like they’re on strike)
nine a.m.
the boss’s girlfriend greets me—
i walk into my simple office.
it hasn’t known a decoration before.
twelve p.m. (noon)
forgot to break my fast this morning
(again). i hear the wolves,
roused by my aching stomach.
(their prey is long in arrival).
five thirty p.m.
i got another ticket
for driving too sluggish
(the sixth one this week)
i don’t want to go home.
six thirty p.m.
there’s no one home but me
(there never was anyone else)
eight p.m.
my dinner was a sandwich— PB&J
washed down with a cheap spirit.
eleven thirty p.m.
my phone is almost out of battery
it’s tuesday tomorrow.
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