Containers
it began in some dank cave,
rich the reach of human wit,
artefacts to make life easier,
from reservoirs to cess-pit
wombs warm, mostly safe,
then cots and stately prams,
family pews to plastic bags,
bottles of warming drams
harvest rain in your butts,
insurance of prison cells,
cracks in daddy's egg-cup,
minds like burning hells
walnut coffins and condoms,
piss-pots and rusty springs,
hyacinth-heaving planters,
aluminium tubes with wings
footballs for foolish heads,
brown envelopes for bungs,
butterflies in drab cocoons,
claustrophobia of iron lungs
constipating the Suez Canal,
blocked global trading veins,
no freighter ever harboured
what a human heart contains