The salesman – blue eyes br helped him get the job I guess; br what’s behind them? br br I’m no longer host in my own house: br he’s cast me as opponent, victim br br whom he will bully into gratitude. br He spreads his brochures on the table. br br When he’s gone, I feel dirty, br battle-worn; better phone br br the man around the corner for a so-so job; br at least we know each other.