I hit him hard in his sleep
And he tried to wake
But i hit him hard
And he did nto rise
I had the hosue
To myself
I put my clothes
Into the washing machine
They were very dirty.
I cleaned the sink
The white plates
Had gone a dark green.
I rolled him off the bed
(he fell with a sickening thud-
But that use of adjective
Could have been the hangover
Talking tacitly)
I changed the sheets
And made a cup of tea
I don’t even like tea
I pulled him back
On the bed
And went back
To sleep.
‘UGGGGH’
I work to.
‘I have the worst
Headache’
‘Go back to sleep’
I say,
‘Mornings are a chore’
