In another amusing
twist of fate
or destiny
or conditioning
I’ve bought the same
kitchen table
as my parents
to go with
matching knifes
and our bread tin
a set of sheets
so many things
it’s dirty on
the underside
with old wine
when I
thought I was
so clean
dust in
the bathroom
like mum’s
I guess it is
conditioning
It’s in the genes. Comes from our caveman fear of eating off a dirt floor ;P