HOW BORED YOU CAN GET
ON A SUNBED
by
Marianne Farrar-Hockley
I'm lying here stark naked
with a thingy on my eyes
An alien being beamed aboard
the Starship Enterprise
I'll arrive all pink and glistening
from this lurid purple light
And Captain James T. Kirk and all
the crew will have a fright.
I can hear the sunbed lady
waxing someone's legs next door.
She's dropping all the strips
she's peeling off upon the floor.
And I'm thinking as I lie here,
if I just upped and died
Would they let them have the
sunbed to bury me inside?
