I’ve never felt more embarrassed.
Steam was coming out of my ears.

It was the day I completely lost control
of what I do and why I do it.
Life was a meta spiral
of my brain not knowing who it was.

You loved it.

You stood all proud,
your squeaky hinges giggling
as I opened the packaging
and used you to iron
a brand new iron board cover.

© Carl Burkitt 2020