309. asparagus soup *


I can look back on it now & laugh

but at the time


it really wasn’t that funny


adrift in the baking sun

for days on end

nothing to eat

nothing to drink


except the asparagus soup

til that ran out

& we watched the last tin float away.


and desperate times

call for desperate measures


drinking your own pee’s not that easy

without a cup, or a soup can

 – so needs must – 

still, it could have been worse

 – normally I’d give my right arm

to be alone with Jennifer Lopez

but the aftertaste….


when I surface from hallucinating


& remember that it’s not J-Lo

after all


no – it’s Nick Griffin,

and we’d drunk the Listerine days ago.


I’m just glad I wasn’t hungry.