by Nik Perring
I stepped on the toothpaste tube this morning.
It reminded me of stepping on that slug.
You’d just gone
and I wasn’t looking properly.
It was on the path and,
I must have missed it.
The toothpaste squirted out
Just like the slug.
At least I can clean the toothpaste up,
scrub it off my things.
I can replace the tube when I need to;
not the slug though, eh?
And not you.
Nik Perring is a writer and workshop leader whose website is here.