Saturday Morning

I sit on the lounge
with coffee and cigarettes for breakfast,
my cat sunbathes on the sill
taking no notice of waking birds.
I lean across and look into the bedroom,
a girl lies on my bed
sleeping
dreaming
unmoving.
Last night
I invited her to my home for a drink.
I prepared 2 bottles and 2 glasses
she asked plainly for water.
So I alone consumed a bottle and a half
and she continued for my kitchen tap.
What a louse.
you offer your body
sober
to a drunken fool
My head roars
and I have work today
on this glorious Saturday morning,
she has nothing planned
but perhaps to drink more water.