Rae Desmond Jones – being poor

is not having good clothes & walking everywhere
……….with the knee out of your jeans
when you can’t afford a haircut

……….the police stop you to ask your name
they step from their cars
……….& stand up close then they breath on you
the smell of steak & onions
……….you are afraid they don’t smile
& push their hips out to the side so you see their gun
……….& on the car seat papers & clipboard
a radio stuttering accusations

everybody with a job walks past you in a hurry
……….to go somewhere carrying sandwiches and a cup of yoghurt
with a plastic spoon & they look
……….with flat eyes

you go home to watch the black & white television
……….to ignore the fight next door
the slamming doors & the breaking glass
……….the dribbling sentimental poor

the worst is when your wife doesn’t say get a job
……….because she tries to understand
the kids stare from the kitchen with snotty unwashed faces
……….the yellow grit of defeat

when you had a job you filled drums with bolts
……….& the boss was getting a government grant to train you
to put bolts in drums & you felt guilty you didn’t like it
……….but he fired you the day the money ran out
& you felt guilty that you were relieved

in the ces the interviewer chews the end of his pen
……….you itch but don’t scratch
he thinks you’re another whingeing seedy dirty & boring person
……….& you agree

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