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?