popularity of the thinnest kind

I was popular for a little while

living among the non-payers of rent

amiable low life’s breeders mouth breathers

part time junkies occasional workers

having found an endless supply of nettles

in the weeeded patches used to empty dogs

these I turned into soft bubble nettle wine

had a glass row of jars going pop pop pop

when one was ready

there’d be a queue at the door

have you got?

I’d fill their jars for supposed favours to come

& then the nettles turned brown

the door stopped getting knocked

of course there were other possibilities

I could have explored for makings

but I was enjoying the peace

the quiet more

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