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Time – there would have been …
when the other two
short skirted
high heeled
pushed up popped out cleavage
but now,
past the cool by date – two decades
chat can’t wait,
so … #3.
Sensible skirt,
and no, take a peek neckline
offering the reflexive “can I help you.”
Yes. Actually you can,
clothes and destination don’t match
the shoes expensive
still, a good price: I’ll take them,
the next size up please
I promise to return if she orders them in
… they will stretch …
the sale might elope
… “you could trial and return..”
Plain, eager, helpful … I want her to have the sale.





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.