Do not.

Polished floors and polished doors.

My glass of juice, a bag of crisps.

Hotel rooms and fancy beds.

Suites and sweets and lamps.

And a plastic toothbrush in a plastic pack,

Printed letters and they read:

Do not use if seal is broken.

An effortless smile.

I lie down on this comfy pillow.

A dreamy thought.

Do not love if heart is broken.

Do not use if seal is broken.

A warning of some sort.

Do not love if heart is broken.

A warning, a warning, a warning.

Seals break.

Hearts break.

But I still brush,

And I still love.

Then what of the warning?

Ah, to be human.