chalk it up to a bad day

 had a hard ass day
been one of those wet cold ones
where the air permeates to the skin
seizing every joint and muscle
my body language was loud and clear
not a day to fuck with me

my hip refused to cooperate
ol' shoulder injury acted up
to top it off spilled my fucken coffee
I went beyond asshole straight to dink

now interrupted during my dinner
I'm Coming I yell
struggling to stand up
I shuffle to the door
peaked through the hole
almost felt sorry
the chap looked young

I opened the door
slit his throat before he could say hello

I closed the door

dinner was waiting