Sunday Morning
"Disgruntled man, wakes to have his displeasure unexpectedly replaced"
Sunshine backlights the golden bedroom curtainsSomewhere children yell and scream,Standard Sunday morningSleep sanded eyes gaze pettilyUpwards, aggravation in mind asSemi erection flops on his thigh,Uselessly remindingOf last evening’s plaintive ‘Too tired.’Rejected, on Saturday’s traditionalLove-night, was untenable.But now,Did the mattress just...