memoirs, art and fragments by Thomas Milner

Don’t you just hate it when

Don’t you just hate it

When that cheeky

Chirpy little guest

Uninvited but tolerated

Lodging in your attic

Weaving his nest

Hibernating the winter

Harmlessly slumbering




Suddenly awakes!


Morphed into a

Lumbering bully

He moves down

A floor wedging His bulk

Back to the bone  

Nudging and pressing

The complex software

The control pilot

The precious jelly

Of my brain.


And now the tender thoughts

The subtle arguments

Will be from my skull

Untimely ripped

And the interloper

Plucked out

Leaving blunted edges

And blurred prospects.


And don’t you just hate it

When the breakfast cereals

Go soggy

In your




Comments on: "Don’t you just hate it when" (4)

  1. But what do you hate MORE – soggy breakfast cereal or soggy brains?


  2. octaviamilner said:


    What a moving poem! It is really good….what can i say.. Here are a couple of my newer paintings for the exhibition .I f they arrive all right i can send you some more. They are not on the website yet, i will put them on afterwards.

    Lots of love Tish

    Date: Sat, 22 Sep 2012 09:08:52 +0000 To:


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