Somehow – A Lockdown Poem

Somehow satisfying.

Soothing, even.

One might argue, stimulating.

Not in any kind of saucy way, and not steamy, or even –

sweaty.

Just soothingly satisfying, seeing the seeds and sequins and, sometimes, even a sock –

sucked up!

Sucked up and suffocated.

Sozzled.

And.

Sorted.

Satisfying, somehow.

By Jay Cool, The Silly-Savvy Salopian in Suffolk, September 2020.

Image by Oberholster Venita from Pixabay

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