Sunday, 19 June 2011

The Sunday Post.

Hullo ma wee blog,

Brooklyn Cop..

Built like a gorrilla but less timid,
Thick fleshed, steak-coloured, with two
Heiroglyphs in his face that mean
trouble, he walks the sidewalk and the
thin tissue over violence. This morning,
when he said "See you babe" to his wife,
he hoped it, he truly hoped it.
He is a gorilla
to whom "Hiya honey" is no cliche.

Should the tissue tear, should he plunge through
into violence, what clubbings, what
gunshots between Phoebe's  Whamburger
And Louie's Place.

Who would be him, gorilla with a nightstick,
whose home is a place
he might, this time, never get back too?

And who would be who have to be his victims.

Norman MacCaig, April 1966.


dbs said...

Law enforcement workers always have to be "on." That sounds exhausting.

Nicky said...

Exhausting indeed.....! On a similar but different note, it's funny to see the gorilla commentary here - I spent yesterday watching some of the BBC's Planet Earth DVDs, one of which showed some amazing gorilla excerpts!

Alistair said...

Glad you both enjoyed it guys......

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