Bad Day Blues

Out of tea and coffee

Breakfast desperate for a drink

My fridge door has no sign of milk

Feeling blue I just can’t think

Shaving cream gave half a squeeze

Then petered out and died

My favourite tie is food stained

Last night's morning bleary eyed

My neighbour’s knocking at my door


With heated questions on her face

I might placate her with a beverage

But right now I'm out of grace

On days like this when life is sliding

When it’s clear I’ve lost my grip
Every sign of my normality
A monumental sinking ship