363. Geoff
sure, if it’s cans you want I said:
I dropped off half a dozen
and a pair of trousers
the lady constable sat there with me
said thanks
for Geoff really
and so it continued
until the day the penny
dropped
my eyes opened
that it made no difference
he had money
what he lacked was an exit
a life
and his dead eyes
gazed past me again
telling me – if I’d listen
that he was beyond my help
or any help
even his beloved alcohol was no comfort
anymore
and only the indifferent embrace of
the earth would kiss this soul goodnight.