Things my father told me – II

That man

hole-shoed, snot-coated

ferreting there

milk-eyed, maggott-bloated

whose upturned palms

putrid-toothed, hopeless-hearted

you gave no quarter

vomit-grimaced, joy-departed

because “he’ll just blow it on meths” –

That man

used to run the World Bank.

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