another day in the life
another day in the life
a cough
a drag of the cigarette
a movie playing on the TV
someone shouting in the
neighbor’s home.
he gets up, pours some
tea from the flask
into his cup and
sips it slowly.
I don’t get up
from my chair and
look at her typing
away on that laptop.
the doorbell rings
and I am grateful
to get out of that
Room.
