Poem: Private Joker

It just came out one day. “I didn’t know they piled crap that high!” The teacher had said that the building was tall and someone had asked and she had given a figure. A thousand feet in the air she said.

And my response – blurted out – aged 10 was almost as worrying as where I had got it from. We’d been in Auckland and a family friend – a precocious teen…