Dealer
Movement in the corner of
the room
By a silent, shifty
individual
A jackal in jacket and
jeans
Whose slightest gesture
with his eyes
Signals all-clear for the
client
Who may casually approach
Stand close by for a few
seconds
As fingers delve into
pockets
To extract merchandise
In the slim-line paper
packet
The swiftest wordless handshake
Between these men who are
not friends
And do not know each other
A mere transactional
gesture
Enables the exchange
Quickly hand-to-hand
Money moved in seconds
Unseen by the casual
observer
The goods gone, the punter
moves away
To sample his substance
But the peddler stands his
ground
Scouting further business
Looking for passing trade
Cruising for customers
Watching for watchers
Blending with the
background
Quiet buying and selling
Subtle supply and demand
Unobtrusive opportunities of
the open market
A final chance to turn a
profit
Before quietly slipping
away
Sliding into dark shadows
As if he had never been
here
Copyright Andy Fawthrop 2016
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