a new day

the car won't
start, the milk
is sour. the egg
you cracked open
is green. there's
no hot water
for the shower.
that rash on
your leg looks
like poison ivy.
it itches beyond
belief. there's
a salesman at
the door and your
ex wife is on
the phone with a
list of things
you need to do
and where to send
the checks. quickly
you take off
all your clothes
and climb back
into bed. you stare
at the ceiling,
at a bee circling,
circling, waiting
his turn.