Not today

I have no patience for you today

There’s cat puke to scrape off the desk
Black dog hair to vacuum up again, and again, and again
Dirty clothes multiplying at horny rabbit rates

A fridge full of leftovers no one will ever eat
Yet can’t bring themselves to throw out,
And still, nothing to fix for dinner

Bills to pay and not enough zeros to fill in the blanks
More blocked telemarketers’ numbers than IRL contacts
Snakes in the backyard, squirrels in the attic

There’s not enough coffee, or wine, in the world
I have no patience for you today