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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 soon kiss this soul goodnight.