Most days
I’m an actor

It starts in the lift
feigning interest
in other people’s weekends
then my inbox
mustering replies
like the office Mr. Blonde

I must be convincing
they pay me too much to leave
maybe its compensation
– boredom money

Some days
I even convince myself
but I promised Bukowski
– i wouldn’t “swim in the same slough”
one day i’ll keep it

But today
I’m acting the part
of someone
who gives a shit.