isn’t it weird when we read people’s names
and you realise you’ve only just seen them
yesterday, or the day before,
somehow inextricably linking meaning
to you, reading now
and wondering exactly
what it is we’re talking about?
poet and creative / previously featured in b.s.b.t + astronaut / Enjoys mediocre 90s tv + cheese
isn’t it weird when we read people’s names
and you realise you’ve only just seen them
yesterday, or the day before,
somehow inextricably linking meaning
to you, reading now
and wondering exactly
what it is we’re talking about?