Timber
I was going to write something from my everyday
but got bored and changed my mind, instead, I switched
on the TV and I can now know how to build
a timber cabin in Alaska and *** Edam cheese is made
a knowledge that hitherto had not interested me.
I have lived in a house made of timber from a stranded schooner it was never painted and had the aroma of tar, soap suds, ship baked bread and dreams of home.
alas, the house was destroyed by a drunken British bomber- pilot who mistook the house for a tank but
there was a war and the Brits were our allies, no point
sue the liberators.
There was a screaming, arrogant lady called Judge Judy
who took great delight in insulting people who didn't
have much in the way of defending themselves.
TV, has the ability to bore me, every ****** news channel
copy one another, and the weather forecast is
a guessing game in a nice dress or suit, what the hell
I'm better off reading a book that is not too long