Formica forever

First things first
because that’s how I rolled.

I don’t like new things
and I
don’t like what tomorrow brings.

I don’t like new people,
I like old.
I like people who are stitched up
with some history,
sewn into
stories they’ve been told
held together with Sellotape
smelling of ‘Wintergreen’

I’ve seen new
and it won’t do.

are not new
we’ve read them
eaten chips out of them
thrown them away and
then they’re old,
I like them then.

© 2017, John Smallshaw.