this is what happens everyday

I am a Terrible Daily Routine

what are you standing for
she asked me
and I sat down

I was going to go
it is the end
of the night
and the dog
must be lonely

I will go

I will wait for a
naturally occurring distraction

I will
look in the rearview constantly
and break it off the car
and carry it into the house
where I will find that
the dog got out

I will sit in the armchair
to stare in the mirror
and earn
my new set of regrets
that will distance me
from social interaction
tomorrow