In mystudent days I had flatmates
and some Friday nights we had visitors,
most of whom I have long since forgotten.
But Colin came around wearing a white suit,
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There are a number of poets, writers, musicians and et ceteras who make a living as a salesperson for awhile, trying to survive having to sell the soul to pay the 'rent.'
This is indeed the situation of many artists, including this young man from the distant past. I never forgot what he said.
On a random occasion, your meeting with Colin could have such a lasting impact. Great poem. Thanks. .....as we need original dedicated thinkers to question assumptions and revive pure logic.
An interesting poem, Michael. You tell your stories so well.