Ikea Boy
You swapped woodchip
and plyboard for
Scandanavian pine
and rag rolls.
But it's still all just a
clear perspex ball
with air holes that
you run around
someone elses front room
as if you were so important
because all their eyes
are on you.
But they don't watch you
because they love you,
they watch you because
they want to know what
tack they can feed you
with next: Sucker!