Probably Not Drinking

This poem was written on a Friday while on my cigarette breaks at work, and it’s a forward–looking piece that focuses on the weeks ahead. You can probably tell. Enjoy!

 

because the long weekend

and bank holiday Monday

mean it’s finally time

for writing.

I got bored

of the booze blues

and buying beer

to take the edge off.

I have thousands of pounds

in my bank account

and the council

still owes me

a refund.

I’m going to spend the money

on a Fender electro-acoustic

with a hard shell case

so when I go

to open mic nights,

Dave can take his keyboard

and I can take

my own instrument,

although I’ll still play bass

if he asks me to.

Now we need

a drummer.

Still,

I’ll spend the weekend

not drinking

and maybe finishing

my novel,

although I’m not going to make

any promises.

I’m probably not drinking

but I probably might,

and I might not probably

sleep sometime.

There’s too much to do

and no time to do it in.