You know how bananas are these days? You buy a bunch. You can wait.
So you leave it, hopeful, for a day on the windowsill to ripen and soften.
But, when you come to unpeel it, there is just a squishy mess — no banana
to speak of. It stinks and it’s hard to swallow. Anyway.
I thought a book could ripen on life’s windowsill if left for a while.
I can’t get past the first chapter, you see.
So, I started to think about other things I had to do rather than read the book,
like scrubbing the underside of my bathroom tap.
I finished cleaning under the tap and felt that I hadn’t given the book a chance.
This was not fair.
So, I went back and read all the way to Chapter Nine – all at once. Without breathing.
“I bit my lip.”
“Holy crap.” I felt an attraction to the story,
But then, distraction wandered in.
I prematurely evacuated the story to find something else to do – again.
I checked if underneath my coffee table was as dusty as the top. It wasn’t.
It was as good a time as any to clean the coffee table
and some other surfaces. Perhaps the bin needed emptying.
No, the bin does not need emptying.
Perhaps this banana will ripen and I will soften.
update: stuck at Chapter Nine, all is grey and squishy.
