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A Hunchback In The Park

John D Robinson

From the early hours the
rain fell hard and cold and
relentless throughout the
day; by 08.30 a.m.
I was soaked and
pissed-off with holes
in my shoes and on my way
to a one bedroom
drugs-den to
meet a gentleman in need
of my support and advice;
a smashed guy in his 30’s
answered the door, he
looked worried when he didn’t
recognise me and the
rain fell furiously as he
called out to my client
who came and opened up
the door and I stepped
inside the damp, bug infested
apartment; the original door
answerer instantly
disappeared into the bedroom
closing the door behind him;
a 50 something unkempt
stoned woman stumbled around
in the kitchen, pretending
to wash dishes, in the small
filthy lounge, a beautiful
20 year old girl is wasted and
turns away to avoid any
eye contact and then
comes a knock at the door;
a scraggy tall thin youth
bounces in and says
“I’ve got you a treat
man, got it right here”
and he taps a breast pocket
with his dirty hand.
“I’ll write to you”
I say taking my leave
“We’ll meet soon”,
I step back out into the
pelting rain and curse
loudly and wish that I
was someplace else, warm
and comfortable and I
walk through the park
onto my next visit and
walking up ahead of me,
I see an old guy doubled-over,
a big hump on his back and
the rain is smashing and
splattering off the bump
and he moves with
determination, with a
purpose; perhaps going
home and I wonder how
he can see where he’s
going and the hateful
rain cashing down and I
watched him but I
didn’t feel sorry for him,
I felt in awe of this
hunchback in the park;
he became a hero, a muse
and I walked on inspired
in a way I understand
and the hunchback
unaware of his own
beauty in the ceaseless rain; walked on.

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