Poem: Localised Distribution of Feelings

You may now click and collect your feelings, gather yourself

and go find that thing you never needed – but couldn’t be without

for the last interminable fortnight. Once you’ve clicked, you’ll feel

a hit, after you collect you’ll return to neglecting it – or at least within

a day. But hey, your feelings just want a tickle, they just want

a wee scratch. Hiding…