Monday, 11 February 2013

encounters 7

Why I don't like the supermarket -

In the village shop tonight:

The greengrocer ('I only deal in cash')
who leaves home at 3am every day
for the London markets,

The lady vicar, as round as she is tall
jewish-american academic
in tweed skirt, striped socks
and walking boots,

Romany-Richard, black, beetling brows fierce, who
'doesn't agree' - with anything as far
as I can tell...

And me, tired from a day's work,
trying to negotiate the conversation
and buy my apples

We discuss the pope
before parting

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