The Professional Witness, Here Comes What's His Name
In China I dressed in yellow silk
and timed my entrance with the wind.
In this country I wear gray sweats always
regardless of what the neighbours may think.
My service is just an eye to the memory.
There are clinical exceptions of course.
I have been working hard all afternoon,
resting now above a slight smoke rising.
My dragons are killing me.
Colin James © 2017