Matt

Monday four not quite white walls less than black coffee feed the cat radio news every half hour after 6:30

Tuesday four not quite white walls less than black coffee feed the cat radio news every half hour after 6:30

Wednesday four not quite white walls less than black coffee feed the

Cat take the trash out to the street

Radio news every half hour after 6:30

People are still fucking dying

Thursday four not quite white walls less than black coffee feed the cat radio news every half hour after 6:30

Friday four not quite white walls less than black coffee feed the cat radio news every half hour after 6:30

Hey, it’s a short day at work! Move to the living room and

Stare at paper bags and beer boxes still full from moving in

March to the garage just to look at a different four walls

I am my car in the driveway with two flat tires and covered

In spider webs like the tangled mess in the sky light

Goddamnit I don’t want to walk to the Post Office

Saturday four not quite white walls less than black coffee but now I get to sleep in

Damn it, cat! IT’S 5 A.M.!

Do we grill that chicken babe? Drink a Gin Buck, or two, maybe

Sunday I’ll do my laundry. Smoke a doob. And plan a book review video.

If I can break free of the rut oh it’s

Monday four not quite white walls less than black coffee feed the cat radio news every half hour after 6:30

The sky is red?

Now what?

Written Fall 2020 as part of a creative writing class at Mendocino College