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On The Road To Samaria<\/strong><\/p>\n In these shoes, I wear these suits; I drive these cars; In front of these screens, always remembering to give openly, <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Jonathan Humble<\/strong> is a teacher in Cumbria. His poetry has appeared in IS&T, Obsessed With Pipework, Clear Poetry, Amaryllis, Riggwelter, Atrium, Three Drops Press, Burning House Press, Zoomorphic, Fairacre Press, EyeFlash<\/em> and on BBC Radio.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" On The Road To Samaria In these shoes, I negotiate life in the third person; toes swathed in top quality calfskin, safe from random shit and shards, where neither grass nor paved path can sully these soft arches and soles. I wear these suits; an actor avoiding the fourth wall, costumed and […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-16308","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16308","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=16308"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16308\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16310,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16308\/revisions\/16310"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=16308"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=16308"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=16308"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nI negotiate life in the third person;
\ntoes swathed in top quality calfskin,
\nsafe from random shit and shards,
\nwhere neither grass nor paved path
\ncan sully these soft arches and soles.<\/p>\n
\nan actor avoiding the fourth wall,
\ncostumed and painted with lines learnt,
\nsenses fenced off with silk and cashmere,
\nany truthful light blocked by scenery.<\/p>\n
\ncosseted in high-end second skin caskets,
\nhermetically sealed and sheltered from rain,
\nall shocks absorbed and sins absolved,
\nreality suspended for the duration.<\/p>\n
\nI casually exploit worlds lived separately,
\nsalving conscience with painless gestures,
\nshifting small sums with gift aided texts,
\nuntouched by the sweat of first person lives;<\/p>\n
\nwhile keeping a record for tax purposes.<\/p>\n