for serving two masters
impossible for both
being satisfied.
mrs ira asked the poet
to look after mr t
which means to be poised
for his granddad’s foibles.
as he is on time to the
a/f art shop
b phones him to be treated
as no 1 for a change
demanding the poet sees
her first
as she wouldn’t wait for
two hours for him
when he finishes his work.
the poet visits her at posh
grand hotel
entertains her for three quarters
of an hour.
his cellular phone rings.
ah oval office calling
b snaps ironically
as he has to agree with nica
to be on his way and take
her place.
ok well b takes it stoically
but she mocks the poet for
being a slave
indeed I am
the slave marches toward
stephansplatz
brandstätte
kurrentgasse
judenplatz.
mr t gives his orders in a hurry
and it means that he’s not satisfied
for the poet being late.
but then – he’s not on a payroll
not employed
just helping out –
errands mount up: stationery shop
ice cream parlor
wollzeile a second time
to the Archbishop’s office.
it’s 17:30 he’s done his chores
NO still to laminate documents
there are some small laminate
foils at the back of the shop mr t
says
no way he replies
it’s pockets for CD’s
mr t still argues
show me – the poet almost loses
his rag but enjoys as mr t can’t find
the laminates
he murmurs in anger: i’ve put a few
right here!
where? the poet asks
on the floor he says
I am 76 and a half the Poet sighs –
while kneeling on the wooden floor
to laminate some documents –
but I’ll do almost everything to
support my art
bought six tins of ily coffee and
poppy seed buns
but it had to be kept at merkur
market
as the 25% discount only starts
from tomorrow
now that saves 15 Euro on the
shopping
which I have already spent today
on coffee and sweets.
Ahoi.iohA
zoltanzelan
ZJG-POetry’17.
