i’m also a poet as well as the swine who wrote the shopping list (see above).
i like to emulate the simplicity of it (the list).
i thought to present ‘milk/bread/sugar/eggs’ as a poem
but didn’t have the stomach for it, the confidence that i was saying something worthwhile.
i turn my back to the lake for the disused football pitch
so i can think.
i get a call from my stepdad that someone’s dead i thought was dead already.
so i get off the bench.
if i could be a different animal, i’d be a duck.