I meet you on the days I am convinced
that everyone else is having better days

Days they’ve accomplished their to-do list
Days they’ve woke up earlier to play catch-up with work
Days they’ve read and mowed the lawn and fed the kids
All before 9. All before I’ve even woken up from slimy slumber.

I meet you on the days I can’t cope
from the clock running away unleashed

You shower me with cigarette kisses
You make me coffee
You call me missus
All the while caressing my blemishes.