he did

talked himself out of it, he did.
in mountains of mole-hills, hid.
when the levee creaked, he fled.

like a dirty, lying, anachronistic hypocrite of the day
beautifully timed, looking like greased lightning
out of the bowl of his three piece suit

which never had a tie - just sensible shoes
a lap top bag and a well pocketed comfy jacket
in which to hide many engagements. Ran away

like a fucking hyena someone said.
I think it was one of his daughters.
Or his mum. No one else actually knew at the time

but we know it now.