17 Nov

Going through old notes, I found a little one about love, seems like it’s from an exercise but can’t remember what. Any ideas? Anyway . . . 



If Love were a face moisturiser,

I’d have thought about investing

in some by now. Sometimes.


Sat at home, feeling my

lips sag, chin chap, I’d consider

the new winter range


of bottled love

sold in all respected chemists

for only £6.95 a pop.


If Love were the fluff

between my toes,

I’d buy a carpet.


No slippers. I’d collect it

and sell it on eBay

to the starving millions.




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