So, I found this poster in London the other day. It reminded me of a kind of Richard Brautigan - http://www.poemhunter.com/richard-brautigan - poetry which I’ve always liked. Poems so simple they don’t even really feel like poems. The kind that read a little like a cheap newspaper ad or, indeed, a clever poster like:

I Feel Horrible. She Doesn’t

I feel horrible. She doesn’t
love me and I wander around
like a sewing machine
that’s just finished sewing
a turd to a garbage can lid.