staple shaped table shaped
bucket shaped they try to fill us
well? well? unwell
shoulder pads in blazers
like polypropylene dimples stacked
we are lined paper
screamed at
matchbox
chair on two legs
middle finger
both hands
everyone knows
they look like prisons
they shut us down
they shut us
they

all that’s left is
this, sir

Louise Fazackerley is a luminary living in the post-industrial North of England, UK. Louise’s favourite things are raindrops and revolution.  Louise’s collection Council House Poetry can be found at www.nymphsandthugs.net