Comeer

Oh baby I miss you
like this recycled cup
misses its polystyrene days
when all was soft.
Now its just a flimsy hole
on a table in a coffee shop
with stupid white lips
marked "Careful it's hot."
I don't even like coffee!
I miss you like Simon
Cowell misses the point:
a whole fucking lot.
I miss you more
than an old oak door
left ajar and forgot
longs to be clunked
into a darling frame,
permanently shut.