Unputdownable
It clings to me. When I go out
it’s by my side without a doubt.
It follows when I walk about
and amble in the town.
It’s with me everywhere I go.
I can't detach it, even though
it interrupts my daily flow —
the book I can’t put down.
I wonder if I’ll come to harm.
It causes me intense alarm
and hampers usage of my arm
at lunch and on the loo.
Alas I think it’s here for good.
It will not leave. I wish it would.
In case you haven’t understood:
it’s stuck with superglue.