Out to Lunch

I'm out to lunch
An apple, bread and water.

In a quiet auditorium seat

Away from the noise and the heat

Bag on my lap

Eyes on the clock

checking the minutes slink back

I ate the apple and the bread

I need a pillow and a bed

It’s hard to keep a clear head

Asleep after my frugal lunch

on the seat in front I slouch

I'm not meant for morning dew

But for darkness and night blue