A Day

Ten o'clock and it's already been
A day.
Body achin', awakin'
before the alarm.

Slipped back-
I feel fat
for the first time
in several months.
(Could have been the cupcakes
or the hanging with
bad habit friends
last night.)

Running late.
No parking space.
Forgot to mail some bills.

Knowing my messages
will be beeps, not
interview offers,
more mailbox clutter-
"Thank you for your interest,
BUT YOU SUCK!"

Poking long dead
brain cell fires
trying to bring forth
sparks enough
for 2 more papers,
if I even get the time
to write them.......

Hate the ringing office phone.
Leave me the hell alone-
I'm trying to resurrect
A day.