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.