October 21, 2019

A Sunday Morning In

sunday morning
hershey chocolate pillows my best friend
churchgoers walk past my dirty cracked window
old ladies mostly, colorful babushkas tied tight to keep out the cold
some younger women dragging their kids with them
in pastel dresses and little suits for little men
a few big men here or there
most of them are nothing but hypocrites
going to the hypocritical church, who they hiding now?
I can hear the bells of the cathedral
ding-donging into my brain 
must be a couple of hours until football
weave into the kitchen looking for daylight
a coffee cup and some hot water will do
instant coffee, some brand I can’t pronounce but it’s cheap and good
don’t know how people can eat breakfast
eggs, toast, cereal, sausage, pancakes, waffles
makes my stomach turn just thinking about it
maybe I can do some toast with butter and cinnamon or grape jelly
i got chips, some salsa, beer, and a roast beef sub 
I bought yesterday at the grocery store 
a candy bar and some salted peanuts in the shell
all I need for an afternoon of watching football
hope it’s a good game they’re showing
damn! Redskins versus Vikings...well, at least it’s a game
head still not clear, too much and not enough to drink last night
4 o’clock games on the west coast
played on baseball infields in shadows of light towers and grandstands
caught some in between naps
getting too damn close to monday morning and back to work

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