White Goods

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Oh my stomach’s churning.
Rather full you see.
In fact stuffed.
Gurgle, glug, hiss.
It makes the most embarrassing sounds.

It’s her fault of course.
Fed me too much again.
All sorts. Just mixed together.
No respect for my system.
Round and round it goes like a wad of wet clothes.

She laughs
and presses herself against me
as I vibrate
across the kitchen.
Trying to shake things loose.

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Five a Day

Apple & Peach
Apple and Peach

I woke up this morning
and thought the sun was a lemon.
Well maybe a grapefruit as lemons are
well – lemon shaped.

My blackberry was on orange
and sat plum in the middle of the table.
I must get an Apple I thought
I’m not getting my five a day.

I walked through the car park.
A pot of cream in my hand.
and found a pear
sitting beneath an oak tree.