Quartet Envoy

Sharp suit hangs comfortably on

lithesome frame and the bronzed and

winning smile that beguiled millions of 

gullible housewives beams out more

vacant sentiment with that

familiar,

casual, (but don’t be fooled)

practised delivery with the usual

relaxed demeanour. But not even this

polished passion can camouflage

hollow words. No so called

solid conviction can fill an

empty apology, regardless of how

defiant the regret or how

self-satisfied the decisions. But substitute

gung-ho bravado with

cavalier conspiracy to fully interpret the

lightweight platitudes of one who’s

lone voice is the

only voice he hears playing to the

shell-shocked gallery of

fractured lives.

John H Davies

23^rd January 2011