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.