had a bad dream last night

she’s telling me today

she’s feeling all out of sorts

throwing things around

except details of the ‘mare

I’ve got my coffee full cup

toast to go off & hide some

she follows me needing

me to hear her moans

about life & us & shit

& I’m tryna work out

how this is all my fault

& this one lives out in the sticks

wants to meet up

get together for old times

sink a few tell a few

but got no transport

can I detour fifty to go

pick him up later drop off

& I’m tryna work out

how this is all my fault

he chose to live there

tho’ I suggested back then

living miles out just might be

an issue for a fella needs a night life

& I’m tryna work out

just when it was I got to be

the repository of others

issues