A FORTUNE & THE LOCH NESS MONSTER

From an obscure poetry e-zine
a poet and I assume, a solicitor
emails
to inform that a late client of
his and I share the same
surname
and that his client had
executed a road-building
contract worth £14000 000
and had received payments
of just £7000 000
before he and his immediate
family were wiped-out in a
car-smash and no other
known relatives have been
found or have come forward
to receive the outstanding
£7000 000;
what the fuck is this all
about ? I wonder;
what the fuck is the
point of this bullshit?
Robinson is not an un-
common name and there
is no way to trace my
ancestry due to a Romany
travelling nomadic history;
generations of unregistered
births, deaths and
marriages;
maybe I should email back
and confirm I’m a
Robinson
with no proof I am
related to his late client
and no evidence to support
that I’m not related;
but, possibly, I may be
worth millions
it’s possible;
it’s possible,
really,
just like the
Loch Ness Monster
agreeing
to make a public
appearance next year
at the Edinburgh
Festival.