It seemed like a good idea at the time

the patented gizmo that stands by the wall

with a purpose apparent to no one at all.

So complicated and so much to learn

its box still in store in case of return. 

 

Medicines stacked on shelves too tall,

relieving digestion and energy slumps

blissfully unaware of your fate

as they head towards their sell by date. 

 

Clothes that looked good in a high street shop

in dusty corners dejected they flop.

Remotes that replaced those other remotes

orphaned with batteries green and neglected

no one used, (there was a hitch)

adding to the long rejected.

 

Decisions made a few years back

that floated away like a foldaway mac

handy if it rains then left indoors,

a pack ot tiles for a much stained floor

that cat flap that didn't quite fit the door. 

 

They all seemed a brilliant idea at the time

but none of them made your life sublime,

salami you bought in Market Deeping

is quietly frightfully oddly weeping.