'Alias' Poem by Res John Burman
'Alias'
A parcel returned.
‘Addressee Not Known! ’
I phoned to check
But the address was right.
“What name are you living under? ”
He told me.
“What’s that, ” I asked, “an alias? ”
No, No, ” he said,
“That’s my proper name,
The one you use is my alias! ”
Good Grief!
I’ve only known him
Forty four years!
It was easier in the old days
When none of us
Had surnames
And I was known as
Restless!
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5/7/2024 1:15:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
very good characterization and mis-en-scene. No trouble to read. Painless shift of focus.