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Sales Pitch

It seemed everybody and their sister
had become a property developer – building a couple of houses.
Incorrect, said our financial planner
only every second person was,
but they were banging up four.
Try getting a tradesman,
better luck phoning NASA
and bumming a ride on the space shuttle.

The odd – very odd, one that came
quoted extravagantly – think of a figure add 35%
easy money
if they’re desperate,
or dumb enough.

He lived nearby
said he could call round
in the break
between Christmas and New Year – yeah right.

And he did.
Small, mild mannered and softly spoken
apart from the sun creasing
he could have been a clergyman in holiday wear.
A character home
distinctive features, looking to preserve and enhance
could he?
A toothpaste advert smile
ā€œ you can have whatever you want .… to pay for.ā€
I liked him.

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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.