Apple pie and ice cream for breakfast,
Prime rib leftovers for lunch,
Five different types of cheese:
Dubliner, Jarlsburg, & Stilton
Still in the packed fridge
Only half-gone and starting to mold.
Every night since Christmas Eve
We’ve been finishing off the dregs
of a German Sparkling, Cab Franc,
And various other bottles
Company left unfinished.
There’ve been daily cigars,
Diesel, Rocky Patel, & Alec Bradley,
Even a bottle of fifteen year old Scotch
Given us as a Christmas gift.
Sleeping in until nine,
Because we stayed awake
until two and three am
Catching up on Netflix:
Orange is the New Black
Reveling in excess & lazy-to-the-core,
Even the dogs seem drunk with it,
But today, back to work,
Seven am, black, black coffee,
Chores done in a rush
And out the door
As the dogs (and one cat)
Watch the car speed down the road,
Late, phone-forgotten, confused–
(Which day of the week is it, anyway?)
But back to work on January 3rd.