STILL-LIFE

I’m in the Jacks or the John
or the bog, whatever you want
to call it. Like a naughty school-
boy sitting in the jacks trying
to smoke the pipe. With one
hand paralysed It’s difficult
to hold the match at the right angle
and the pipe at the wrong angle.

I tried to tilt the flame to the right
angle with my good hand but
I burnt my fingers. I’m no good
at being good and I’m bad at being
bad so I just sit here with the extractor
fan on by the disabled toilet pretending.