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When you stepped into the station
To report him missing
It was not like TV
You expected an inspector
Creased with concern
In a room as lit and as quiet as a leafless winter
Handing you a cup of tea
Fluorescent tube buzz and green is altogether different
Hang on, I’ll just check if we still have those forms
The faded posters stare
Five year old haircuts and typefaces
The bent anorak vomits on the floor
Gun holster hips and black boots move with the mop
Name?
No, your name?
How tall?
What colour?
What pattern on his shirt?
Do you have a recent picture?
Hold on a tick
Sorry.
Yes, Lil, good news,
Someone handed in your coat
No, no,
There was no purse in it
No, we checked
The constable’s handwriting is poor
Like a doctor’s
Yarns of ballpoint cotton laid out
In some ancient art of divination
There are two esses in depression
How long has he been missing?
Has he been in trouble before?
Wait here
I’ll look him up
Radios speak and choke
Choke and speak
Bent anorak rocks forth and back
The styrofoam steams
The air is green with disinfectant
Keys and chains bell the come and go
Calculator keypad door lock
Vests and pants of many pockets
He’s pretty clean
We’ll put out a bulletin
It’s not like TV
I’ll make a photocopy of this
Here’s the number of the station
Let us know straight away
If there’s anything you’ve missed.
