We interrupt your Viewing

feeling chilled, relaxed,

kicking back

(a horrible expression)

a glass of red

a new life in the country,

a new start

my guard is down, I’m easy meat

perhaps a garden makeover

a stretch, a yawn,

life is good,

then the broken emaciated donkey

with crooked calloused hooves

burdened with huge stones

struggles across the screen,

now an undernourished

African child with flies

infesting his eyes,

his sister drinks filthy water

she fetched from three miles away

and like a jack-in-the-box

my mood shifts, kick-arsed from

Summer Holiday to Hammer Horror

in a two-minute,

white-knuckle guilt trip,

following that cloudburst

sunshine returns

take a cruise,

perhaps a new hearing-aid

or some chap helping me

withdraw equity from my home

help my children out in these

straightened times

there’s certainly a lot of things

for me to think about.

Published by grahamrsherwood