the actor I knew

The actor I knew

Mikael Elphick, a talented actor
 I admired
he liked to read my poems and said they were like stories
and therefore, easy to read 
He understood I was trying to find a space between
poetry and prose, that is why I dislike calling 
what I write poetry, vignettes seem in order
Mikael was a kind man who liked that I was not 
hanger faking friendship and being agreeable to his
political opinions, which I found eccentric
The last time I spoke to him was outside a café, he
was struggling to walk home, I gave him a lift 
a reporter from the Sun newspaper sat in a tree
it might have been Pierce Morgan, as we know
has bullied his way on X
a few weeks later, Mickael was dead, killed by
his alcoholism
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