Friday night, whilst sleep-deprived

and perhaps a bit tipsy

went to cook from scratch

and awoke in the wee hours 

Saturday, in my shimmy

under a wide open window 

on the floor of my office

cold, and a little stiff

then wandered down to the kitchen 

to find I'd conjured a demon: 

nuclear, lava lentils 

which I et the next noon 

with a piece of crisp, toasted pita 

going back to sleep 

sans coffee

but with a chili-medicated 

stuffy nose and cough 

then awakened briefly 

to partake again, Sunday 

and caught a short, 

but astonishingly violent, movie 

that ended in an act 

of time-bending, corrective altruence 

then, sinking into sleep again 

while you traced delicate lines 

instead of flowers and chocolates

onto my page, kisses 

to break evil incantations cast 

on a scruffy princess, immobilised 

under an arcane piece of lab glassware 

or a cheese-keeper, 

waiting for your touch

So, how's your weekend been?