dead or alive

you can waste
a day
without even trying.
get up
late
and roll over
go back to bed,
look out the window.
make coffee.
read the paper,
it's lunch time.
why bother
going out, the day
is half
over,
hardly time to take
a shower and shave,
or clean
the oven, or
put the trash out.
and with this winter
light,
it's dark
by five, you haven't
even put
your shoes on
to check the mail.
does anyone even
know if you're dead
or alive,
apparently your neighbor
does, who shouts,
don't you work
anymore, must be
nice. I like
your pajamas.