Random Prompt #9

[Tiger the Lion]

Exponential Decay

The last beer I opened yesterday
before falling asleep on the couch
with the lights and my belt still on
is half full.

I place the flat seven percent can
on the fridge door shelf beside the mayo jar,
avoiding the brown sticky smudge
from a long forgotten spill.

This evening, it will be my first reward.

Just cracking open a Boneshaker as I read this.