Rearranging the cells

Stay in bed Saturday?
a dream away lazy day?
no way,
I have to labour
if only to
feel as Hercules did.

So
I slid off the mattress to dress
and stood a bit taller,
if only to
impress the mirror

which looks a bit more like me
the more that I see it.

They’ve called me to come in,
because I’m so stunning?
doubtful, but
the world is full of doubt and yet
there’s not much doubt about that.

© 2019, John Smallshaw.