A PICTURE OF A MAN

i would call the help desk
all the time

it was almost
scheduled
i treated it like
a time-out

this and that
i would say
and also
the printer
it doesnt know who i am

a strange IT guy
a strange faced 
tall faced 
long man
would came down

i
mean
his frowns were kind of inside
and
his loping stride way too long

kind of staged
like his mind
was on a catwalk

and his
laptop bag
seemed
borrowed somehow

or downloaded
and 3D printed

just
for
today

or like he was 
a dead meat sim
the helpdesk just grew
in
a
windowsill pot
like cress

~

he was a suited guy
collar open too wide
tie gone wild
50 or so
and
looked almost like
he could be
daniel craigs
older brother
if his parents
had kept him
in the dark
till adolescence

i always got the impression
he might not actually be there
but i didnt ask anyone else
if they could see him

or try to touch him
at all

i dont think
i wanted to know

as long as the printer
it knew who i was again

~

a midlife crisis
or an effort at camoflague
had tattooed 
crisp stars 
up his left neck

and there was 
smudged green
barbed wire
drawn up the right

and
when
he
had
mended
our
printer
he went out to chain smoke
in the bluelight entrance
making
endless
calls
on
a
too big
dead square
blackberry
telephone

like 
he was an
anomaly
fresh thru
the
mandela gateway

and needed beaming up
right away

before his presence
collapsed 
all the worlds 
forever

from newsweek.com

NOT DANIEL CRAIG

so a guy comes 
to mend our inkjet 
and 
he 
looks like daniel craig 
or 
would 
if daniel craig 
had 
had 
a heart attack as a young man 
and 
a 
stroke 

he's in a three piece 
with 
cufflinks - for an NHS IT job!
and 
his 
collar is all scruffy 
and big 
and un-ironed 
and tatty 70s looking 

he 
puts 
his 
leather laptop bag down 
and 
he 
squats down to rummage 
in 
tray number two 

its a plastic universe in there 
and 
it 
hurts 
my 
head - the detail! 

it scream clunks like a ancient ruined Bentley 

these teeth 
he says 
these teeth wont engage 
and he digs in there with scissors 
they're facing the wrong way 
he says 

he is absorbed in the tiny detail of the world
that
i
wish
was as smooth
a mill pond water

so 
i 
focus on his cufflinks - so much detail crams the world! 

his cufflinks are simple silver squares 
so 
simple 
simple 
simple

simple smooth silver squares