
Confronted by reality
You sit in your underwear at 10:30am
Eating left over mince with eggs on top
Remembering what you said
And the jokes you tried to make
All seeming a little less funny today
Slightly shaky, slightly confused
Were there not things you needed to do?
A tap drips
You see your reflection in the kitchen door glass
You stare back
You wonder
What you’re doing
With your life