Eviction Notice
Tiny Trespasser,
Squatter of the soul.
I wish to say “Goodbye!” now.
I thought I’d let you know.
You steal the precious mud,
You stain the soft peach walls,
You rearrange the furniture,
Caveat Emptor.
The fridge weeps, the kettle shrieks.
You will choke on the porridge, you will drown in the bed.
Do not live here, listen
To what I have said.
I need you to leave now.
But the judge says no.
Notice is essential.
Nine months, then you’ll go.
Coagulating Conundrums 