Sleeping in

 She rolled over in bed
SHe said what time are they switching
The lights blinked and sunday morning
splashed all over the room

She got up to open the windows
the doors and the curtains
The perfume of her 
a wave down the corridor

hitting the stairs and swallowing the first floor
Washing it all up and out
Her brother and sister in law
Threw off the sheets icing off the cake

The morning turntable
revolved back around 
the second version said
when are they due here

Our bodies could not contain
the acidic desperation
so eyes closed again
we fall back into the sibconscious

Snoring even with the sun out calling us
We awaken again and replay events hitherto
At this rate sunday will last longer
Breakfast and coffee made it up the stairs

literally pulled me out of my bed
fed me and slapped my lazy vagabond face