Just another day

morning broke
my perforated back
with a bucket of paracetamol
and black coffee

wandering through
grass carpet desolation
mind ache muffled
stereo mumbles

until I collapse
writing backwards
frost biting at my unclothed toes
sitting, sinking into an ocean of nothing
and singing
"Pigs on The Wing"
as though this were
just another day

(If you didn't care
What happened to me,
And I didn't care
For you...)