Oct 26, 2022

A poem (in the style of Brian Bilston)

Photo by Adam Kolmacka on Unsplash


We see ya

With your dizzying directions

And your Swedish inflections

Your cute little names

Making it all fun and games

Wide choice of candles

Cupboards with no handles

We’ll have the yellow octopus

Maybe for Olivia, maybe for us

Random orchid

Of course, we did

Three-piece bucket

Naturally, fuck it

Christmas ginger thins

Which come in red tins

Cookery book stand

Just came away in my hand

Twisting and turning

Returning, never learning

Go the right way

Or get a loud “HEJ”

All the stuff we never needed

Well, not until we see’d it


We see ya




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