WAKING

When I go, to sleep at night

I fall, into this dark abyss

Only to wake up in morn

And have this, urge to piss

 

But with my body, indisposed

With its, early morning stasis

All attempts at getting up

Take so much longer, on this basis

 

And as those fluids start to move

Pulsate and finally flow

It’s like a glazier slowly melting

Disposing, of its ice and snow

 

My brain engages slowly

Like an inverse lava flow

It plods its way, up my nape

Then ignites my brain, let’s go

 

And as I sit there, peeing

For I no longer stand

I find it hard, to get back up

So my wife gives me a hand

 

Then I limp to go downstairs

But find the stairs too steep

So turn around, head back to bed

And go right back, to sleep

 

Then as I lay there

And I doze

I feel quite torpid

In my repose

 

Until my wife

Does come along

And gives to me

Her dance and song

 

“Get off your a*s”

“You lazy bum”

“I have some things”

“That I need done”

 

So once more, I rouse myself

And strain, each weary bone

Crawl back, out of bed again

To face, that great unknown  

BOEMS by JA 174