life in the slow lane

swam today with the purple rinses

until they dropped off one by one

so my big head enjoyed the space of the empty aisle for a while

til thirty minutes was done

there’s so much to be said about keeping your head above water

trying to keep errant thoughts to a minimum

what’s for dinner, I wanna be dry

no prizes for what really besieged my cranium

coz I’ve a lousy forward crawl

grabbing the window of opportunity

or call it woo for short

no screaming kids

no busy busy office workers

well done me I thought

where were the used plasters today

and the creepy men in the showers

am I wrinkly as this in the outside world

have I been in here for hours

for I’m a shit breast stroker