an giv my best
ta y’r missus
he ends his mobile
trying to sell
something –
insurance
cars
ice cream
it doesn’t matter
the world makes sense
to him
flitting around
the c.b.d.
asking
urging
selling
the smart ones
will tell you
it’s all just energy
they won’t tell you
about the intelligence
behind it
that stolid
ruthless
poison.