Use one sachet to one mugful
of boiling water each, and be
envisioned
as slipperiness
as process as coagulate.
Imagine this being on a beam of light –
the liana of the soul - afloat
overglowing the whole world
before breakfast (do not consume
with coffee or The Financial Times);
imagine returning to the office machine
reawakened, re-seen as meat
becoming motion becoming unbound
becoming brilliant becoming
maggots becoming the best damn story
that ever graced the employee café;
imagine guilt-free business class
all the way back your boots clean
of rivermud and creeper yours
all for a very reasonable price.
Photo by Tyrone Lewis
Tim Kiely's poetry has appeared in South Bank Poetry, The Morning Star, Under the Radar and Ink, Sweat & Tears. He is a member of the Poets Versus collective.
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