A Brew and Eastenders

In retrospect we'd never meant to fail
Our intentions - feeble as they were - were always there.
The books we'd bought that lined the shelves
- although unopened - indicated care.

We spoke of presentations, essays, plans
Mutual stress lined words - self harm
Borne of the belief in an endless tomorrow
- A brew and Eastenders gave us more time.

Three hours later we'd guiltily reflect,
Remember all those things we said we'd do.
Hoping - pointlessly - that tomorrow's time lacked movement.
Knowing - resigned - that the footie would be on.

At times we'd settle down - succeed -
Completing pages of the work we should.
Treat ourselves to rest - one that lasts the week,
While the threat of hand-in dates did all the harm they could.