NapoWriMo 2016 – Day 10: Home Comforts


Comfort makes me uncomfortable
Stuck-in-a-rut, stuck-in-a-bubble
No passion of which to speak
No lingering looks to make me go weak
Day-to-day drudge with no forward looking
No off-the-cuff, heart-pounding, illicit fucking
Groundhog day rollovers taking the place
Of rolls on the ground and tumbles in hay
Get up, feed dogs, shower, dress, go to work
Get home, feed dogs, try to smile (it’s a smirk)
Staying up late, drinking wine on my own
Relaxing in comfort in the space I call home