Dust hangs in my rooms

Summer stirs outside my doors

Letters unopened

Coffee and beer chill

The day gone, it’s not yet noon

Cats nap in the hall

I wear my sweatpants

I should be invisible

Birds will sing outside

My name is waiting

My hair growing too slowly

Windows collect dust

Wake up and begin

One chore at a time not done

Clean something or draw

Wait for tommorrow

Today is not over yet

I do what I want.