Vinegar by Roger McGough

sometimes
i feel like a priest
in a fish & chip queue
quietly thinking
as the vinegar runs through
how nice it would be
to buy supper for two

Natalie showed me this yesterday. It took a while for me to fully identify with McGough but I think it's a beautiful poem nonetheless. Central emotions: melancholy and loneliness. What I think McGough is saying is that he unconsciously thinks about his solitude, he wants to communicate the bitter sense of loneliness that occassionally overcomes him re his reference to himself as a solitary priest. He expresses his wish to no longer be alone, as the poem ends on a conclusive note that it would be nice to order a meal for two. Perhaps it is the smell and feel of vinegar (bitter) that he relates to with the 'taste' of loneliness, and by surprising the readers with such he successfully establishes the same emotional connection as his readers.

Perhaps why it was so easy to relate to McGough is because it seems like I am exactly like so.
One eventually blossoms under the parasol of poetry. Except I don't put much effort into human connection and I possibly don't think about it much, maybe because I am too afraid that if I dwell too much in something that I get consumed by it's inflation and sometimes that's just too tiring and painful