Writing poetry again!
Her smile is stretched
her neck is taught
her wrinkles blasted.
She tells me it’s because
of the secret of jelly fish because
they know all about how to replenish.
Their secret has been discovered
and bottled
just for me.
She thinks she can entice me
to pick up that phone
and try it for 9.95
because the postage is free.
But there must be a catch
don’t some jelly fish
have a deadly sting?
Perhaps it’s in the payment plan
She murmurs,
‘but really what price can you put
on immortality.’
(c) June Perkins