Grimbeau

Mugg, the failed suicide, is escorted
to her coiffeur for a ruffle & snip,
natters, buns, and Tizer too.
She is weak of leg and mind, partakes
of unlethal foodstuffs;

prawn cocktail sausages,
bananas in anchovy sauce,that kind of thing.

When she insults the trees they turn away
knowingly, to whisper disapproval
to the concubine breeze.

Sympathy is like gas
and tears:
a finite
commodity.