A Mundane Refrain
Another day
Another dollar
The alarm clock screams
I mute the squalor
Let me sleep
Just one more hour
Having to work
My mood turns sour.
Cold water hits me
In the shower
I didn’t get to sleep
That extra hour
The water heater’s busted
I cannot fix it
My bank account is empty
The alimony nixed it.
Manual labor
For little pay
Sore and tired
At the end of the day
Bills pile up
I throw them away
God help me
I cry and pray.
Dinner consumed
From a bottle
Life speeds by
Revving the throttle
All alone
With my troubles
For dessert
I have a double.
Crawl into bed
Re-set the alarm
My hand, the only woman
I can charm
Fall asleep
Feeling no pain
Go to the top
And start over again.
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