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I
John set down the pot of hot soup
in front of the bum the fly
floating on the surface
hi my name is John
i do social research
what is your name
i'll call you george
you are george number four
John wrote in his notebook
i said hi my name is John...
and dated friday september 13 1996
day after day John brought
a fresh pot of soup with a fresh fly
after each session he emptied
the untouched pot into the gutter
and left with
see you tomorrow george
the bum's gaze
gave meaning
to the word
horizon
in the context of a downtown sidewalk
II
on the third day
John came with a stone
tucked into his pocket
after a practice session alone
John was able to get the stone from the pocket
swiftly
on the fifth day
John replaced the stone with a pistol
otherwise his routine didn't change
the pot the fly his monologue
III
on september 24 the bum has uttered
his first word
please...
John came still closer to the other man
and bent the man continued
sir please take your pot and leave
why george
my name is not george
this tuesday is my weekend
the bum's head slumped resting on his sternum
his closed eyes
gave a new
meaning
to the word
horizon
John entered into his notebook
tuesday september 24 1996
george4 said
this tuesday is my weekend
END
Wlodzimierz Holsztynski ©
1996-11-09