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?