He comes from a broken home –
the child to fix a marriage of huge egos.
He was two and his sister a
decade older, so he was like an only child, and
became the family mascot –
the clown, craving love, validation.
Attention seeker, he could draw,
he could act, he was gifted and
precocious. He tried art as a
career, photography too, but
no… Then he realised he was
writing poetry as well as acting.
Mostly the fool. He mastered
depreciation, the joke at his expense
so that he would be liked and loved.
(There are holes in his soul.)
He also mastered poetry, and how!
My favourite living poet…
Because he acts, he can be caught
off guard, and can be ferocious.
Few people know him, they are lost
in his charm which he has by the
spade and his poetry – so clever
in every possible way.
He is still unhealed. Still the two
year old craving attention.