TescoA Poem by Stuart EllisJust got back from tesco
the city of aisles.
In one piece i might add.
First i visited men's toiletries
a tiny enclave overwhelmed,
surrounded by women's beauty aids.
Outnumbered, insufficient
and besieged on all sides
by vanity.
then i made the long arduous trek
through lost souls,
consumerist couples
and screaming kids,
past the cold climate of frozen meats.
Searching for water,
but unwittingly found myself cornered
In the aisle of sweets
where glazed eyes feast
and grubby paws fumble.
With the skillful negotiation
of a well driven trolley
through a mine field of loose toddlers
and elderly ladies transfixed by indecision
I found water at last-
still spring, glistening
purity amongst filth
A tropical island in a sea
of monosodium glutamate.
I cut short my journey
and left the clamouring hordes
to gloat over tubs of ice cream
And pour over price tags,
hunting bargains.
A packet of battenburgh cake
cheaper per gram
than a box of jammy dodgers?
So f*****g what-
Let me out of the assylum
i've found peace in the pure glistening
still spring water.
And gone home to drink.
© 2008 Stuart EllisReviews
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4 Reviews Added on February 25, 2008 Last Updated on February 25, 2008 AuthorStuart EllisLondon, United KingdomAboutIm a creative soul. I work as a computer animator for film in the West end of London, so my day is spent mostly making imaginative creatures think and talk. Apart from this, i qualified as a private h.. more..Writing
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