Afternoon

Afternoon, I think
A lazy one, in deed
The last Coffey I have to sink,
Last meeting even if I don't need
To be there..

I grab my phone, dial a long row,
Numbers in queue, waiting.
Rushing home, have an hour.
To be happy, have my voice on.
Not the sweet private one.

I won't to be home with you,
Don't want to be here with, you
Daydreaming again
Waiting again, no patients here
It is work.--