washing a cup

Threw up a ball
Once or twice

For the dog

The dishes
All wait
To be showered

In line

The hoover waits on
Screaming 
Feed me, it's time,

The bed 
Stays unmade
Let's be honest
​​No point

It calls
For some company
Some tea

And a joint

I tell it 
Be patient
I'll see it tonight

And then I think
Fuck it
Just fuck it

Why fight?