She trails through supermarket aisles,

Picking up a meal for two, the deal

She saw an advert for while she watched

An episode of Hollyoaks. It was posh food,

Oven roasted meat with potatoes dauphinoise

And cheesecake drizzled with a raspberry jam,

And bubbles to go with. She puts each item

In her basket, paying fifteen pound,

Driving home while singing ballads with

The radio, crying tears of loneliness.

In her kitchen, she peels away the plastic packs

And eats each item with the care

Of someone so in love. It’s sad to be alone,

But eating takes away a little of the pain.