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who is the unnamed narrator
of nearly all stories & tales
that ever have been told
– they must be very old
or live outside of time
in some pocket universe
in a terraced house
with three cats & a goldfish
maybe their name is constantine
mike perhaps or julie
they probably smoke a pipe
& wash behind both ears
i bet they drive an audi
& dabble in taxidermy
they may well play the bagpipes
& grow their own begonias
there’s no way that they’re ginger
for fuck’s sake – that’s impossible
or keep their eggs in the fridge
next to their cucumbers
i do hear they bake flapjack
& skim stones on a sunday
upon the lakes & ponds
around the back of everywhere
( ? )
…