Age of Spillage
Fingers turn to butter, permit cups to slip,
flying saucers to take off, stall, and crash.
Broken bodies rest in peace and pieces
on kitchen floor, waiting to be swept up.
Worse: bottle tops refuse to open.
Plastic wrapping, flagrant in its
defiance, wages its guerrilla war
against ageing, in-articulated
arthritic fingers. So many slips, so
many precious things all liable to
fall and break. So hard to bend and pick them
up, even with my new mechanical claw.