He was young then
new to the police force
eager to join the thin blue line – on the frontline.
escorting criminals from jail to court
and court to jail.
coalface appointment and first station
finished each morning
by checking off bail reportees
easy rapport develops with one
between cop and yet to be convicted
crime and punishment indeed.
almost oversight asks about the impending charge
Most of my life has been spent on the bench, occasionally called into the game by extravagance or attenuation. Waiting has turned a loner into a recorder - nondescript and inconsequential, more not noticed than overlooked - the non-vantage point of children not yet considered old enough to understand.
Orphaned Islands (Un)poetry is a lifetime of picking anecdotes up and not throwing them away. Stories collected like odds and ends placed in a box in the basement, the garage, the garden shed - uncertain as to what their use might be but knowing that one day there might be one.
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