He Wakes With A Thumping Headache

Let sleeping wolves lie 
is wise advice after a heavy night
but when the other animal 
is ready for a fight
and intent on drumming into his head,
with no buts and ifs,
just what a ‘waste of space’ he is,
and how could he have said
‘such things’ the night before,
he knows they’re right.
The time is not.
He cannot cope with minor tiffs
let alone major arguments.
His head’s still full of chords and riffs.