I can't get out of bed.
Writing poetry and listening to Billy Connolly
Youtube giving no reason to move.
Thinking about breakfast
I'm not hungry but I could eat
maybe an oriental buffet
but it's too early for that and
I don't want to get out of bed.
The wife's watching some kids movie on the new 40 inch
she'll just tell me to shift myself
and she's right
I'm a lazy-arse
with lots I could be doing
people I could be seeing
but I just can't get out of bed.
Billy's making me laugh
youtube
an endless source of distraction
but I'll have to eat soon
my dad's nearly here
my brother's nearly here
and I really should get a shower and start my day

But I just can't get out of bed.