March 30, 2016 by Sez
Seedy was anything but. The nickname referred to his surname, not his character. He was my only ever boyfriend and I hope he’s doing well.
My extruder operator:
Sweet and kind and soft and shy
I came out not that much later
You would be my only guy.
I was dreamy and cackhanded
You were deft, and loved the facts
In each other’s arms we landed
Proving opposites attract.
You liked beer and weed and playing
Tomb Raider, Descent and Doom
Rarely going out, just staying
In your mother’s living room.
Still, you came with me to Europe.
Right out of your comfort zone:
Foreign food and art and music
(But, in Holland, you got stoned)
German left you quite defeated
Though I picked up with ease
“Ein Bier bitte!” Much repeated
Came out “Eine bitter please!”
My extruder operator
Shy and soft and kind and sweet.
Eighteen month collaborator
Nicest guy you’d hope to meet.