It’s a distinctive air,
The Dionysian stench of a yacht.
Swelling tides pave the way
For another faceless partygoer,
Drunk off sea breeze
And five and a half pina coladas,
To throw off convention
And throw a pineapple
Into the sea.
And while he drops on the deck
(And glubs like a fish),
20,000 leagues under the sea,
A noble fry cook builds his home.
Joanna Magill is a recent Modern Languages graduate and emerging poet based in West London. She’s passionate about musicals, linguistics and the hit ABC series Desperate Housewives.