On the aesthetics of shelf stacking She is petite, slight, hardly reaching the third shelf her method precise, even, a river of bottles laying claim to space.
I might have suggested she put lemon beside Lucozade, for symmetry balancing rainbow lines of light.
But I’m in a hurry, muzak making my mind long for quite spaces.
Ah, still water is on the top shelf at the back - where even by long arms cannot stretch, my back protests.