Still

Still
You're a tangled mess
Wrapped up in your sheets
Stinking of sweat and whiskey
Waiting for birds to start their din
Tell you what they know

So you wanna be a recluse
Stay in bed today
Ignore the phone and the door
Pretend sunrise never happened
Untwist yesterday and the sheets
So you can pull them over your head
And stay
Still

Bukowski might say
(Nothing, you idiots
Bukowski's dead!)
Today is a fucking mongrel
Snarling and growling and barking outside your house
Demanding to be let in
Today
I would have to agree.

overheard at work

a conversation between me and my manager (so not overheard, technically, but go with it):

me: do you think we'll get out early tomorrow?
her: why? what for?
me: it's the friday before a long weekend.
her: pssht, I doubt it. we didn't get any time off the friday before easter!
me: *blink*
her: actually I might not be here tomorrow so you'll have to stay until 5:30
me: are you serious?!
her: yeah, I don't know yet.
me: would I really have to stay here until 5:30?
her: you're exempt!
me: are you serious? the friday before a long weekend you would make me stay until 5:30?
her: do you have somewhere to be?
me: *walk away*
her: kimberley! kimberley! are you upset?
me, walking back: I am if you're serious.
her: kimberley! how could you be upset with me? I am such a nice person!
me, walking away again: I have to go drink.