Category: Bohdan Piasecki

Eventually someone marketed slapping wheels plastic trinkets with bean-filled gloves attached in the season’s colours.  You could hear their clatter as people walked, guilt free,

You make me want to pop you, Selfridges building, just like bubblewrap.

I carry Tesco bags through Selfridges menswear. Eccentric or poor?

Spray paint marks the ground tags for those who know about the maze underneath.

As far from the sea as possible: the seagulls come for a change of air.  

The people wearing Superman t-shirts are hard to confuse with planes.

Vape pens in Glasgow are called robo-snouts. SF dreams go up in smoke.

Unicorn balloons kissing. Strings won’t untangle. Moms tease them apart.

Angry street preacher asks “what do you believe” and stares down blind woman.

There once was an unhappy goldfish Whose tank was overly coldfish An illicit daughter Got her in hot water Which improved things a thousandfoldfish