Thursday, 30 October 2014

New Poem: Garden Centre

I was in this garden centre and an announcement

came over the tannoy that we weren’t allowed to

pick any of the fruit off the fruit trees. There was a

woman there who was standing next to a tree and

one of the guys who served in garden centre asked

her if she wanted an apple off the tree he was

looking after. She said no. She asked me if I wanted

one. I said no. Then the voice came over the tannoy

and said, ‘Oi, you two, you’ve ruined everything.

You, the woman, you’re supposed to have taken an

apple off the man there. And then you were supposed

to have offered it to the man there.’ The woman

shrugged and walked off. I picked up a pot of

lavender and went to pay for it.