First there was sitting
and then there was chair.
In that order of language.
As simple as that.
 
From bending forwards you
could get a nosebleed,
no one knew why you got it.
 
Behind her counter Mrs Kelder
could suddenly, just like that,
fall backwards headlong out of life
and no one knew why that was.
 
Whenever you rang the shop-door bell,
she’d come to again.
As simple as that.
In that order.