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Acquisition

Paul was different from the rest of us
most took themselves, but not study seriously,
he did neither.
Droll, arriving late at a seminar
opening the door and saying,
“ it smells like there’ s monkeys in here playing poker ”
and
another time someone said it was so cold he might
need to engage in auto eroticism to warm up
Paul, instantly and slow march replied
“ never masturbate in the morning,
you don’t know who you’ll meet in the afternoon.”
Most thought it clever to seek out easy credits
to boost grades to pad course loads – geography,
psychology,
introductory mathematics or statistics,
the then unrestricted environmental studies
4 – 6 credits times 3 or 4 towards 96 – ka-ching.

Except Paul, doing Swedish
he didn’t seem to understand –
why not the time-honoured Dodge of
geography, psychology, et cetera et cetera?
“Because old boy I spent three years in Sweden as a child
I speak Swedish rather well,
if I do say so myself.”

Author:

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.