Woke early, tried to retreat into dark
Dozed off for the odd moment, but returned
To reality. Must get up for work
I thought, and got dressed, then realised I'd spurned
My morning wash. Undid my clothes and wormed
My wet soapy hands inside the undone
Clothing, then wandered round the flat concerned
With breakfast and breakfast news til I'd gone
Dry, then buttoned and zipped up. A humdrum
Day at the office, livened by odd sparks
Of laughter, then home for tea, and to learn
The evening news stories. Out to see Tom
Play guitar at the Nexus, and some talks
On aspects of apocalypse. Rest earned!
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