Torpid Tuesday

I sit in the dark
Because turning on the lights
Requires me to get out of my chair
Which seems like a lot of effort

I watch a TV show
I’ve already seen
And didn’t really enjoy
Because the remote control is just out of reach

I drink the tepid remnants
Of a cup of tea
Because the kettle in the kitchen
Might as well be on Mars

I fall asleep on the sofa
Because actually going to bed
Would mean climbing up
A whole flight of stairs

This isn’t really me
I’m usually better than this
But not, it seems,
On Tuesdays

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