The fat man with the safari vest

The fat man with the safari vest is talking to the ringleader.        
Hushed tone in the give-and-take meander.        
Deal? Contract? Oblation?        
The ringleader accepts and obliges the fat man’s introit.        
       
There again goes the fat man with the safari vest.        
Where does he go? What mystery does he know?        
He asks many questions in the relentless quest.        
But he retires to his dark desk to postpone,        
to pend the procession of the movable feast.        
       
The dossier was opened by the fat man with the safari vest.        
The vest was drab beige with a darker tan collar.        
There were snaps, definitely no buttons, a dime-store pen in the breast         
pocket, and flight wings resembling some past militaria.        
The cargo pockets bulged. I think there were secrets.        
Secrets in the vest and in that dossier.          
       
Salt and pepper gray; cropped shortish, (salt overtaking the pepper)        
bushy full mustache, squint smile, eyes, brown-dark,        
fleshy face and neck with the “5 o’clock”,          
dark navy polo; a bit of a fade, tightish khaki cargo trousers,        
canvas shoes, soft sole, trim suede.        
And what looks 50’s but more likely 40’s        
because of poor nutrition.        
He has the nicotine fingers.        
He has the cynical style.        
       
The fat man with the safari vest leaves at 11:45 every day.        
Talking on the cell; did he make the call or receive it?        
He drives the crew-cab GMC pick-up truck;        
later model but not the latest, weathered maroon fade,        
tailgate always in the down position. It is ritual religion.          
Noon Mass daily at the Post Chapel? Disciple? Catechumen? Ruse?        
          
Saturday, unusual procession, the safari vested waits outside the door, hidden in full view.        
Loose fit black trousers, black wingtips, portfolio in hand,        
but the canvas knapsack over the shoulder,        
sunglasses out of place due to inclement.        
Daytime mystery; deflect, dissuade, deny, deter.        
       
An update:        
I have not seen the safari-vested in many-a-day;        
two or more months now. Must be on a mission or a call.        
Concern? Apprehension? No... however I do know        
quite possibly those who have followed him in the past        
do not wait for instruction from any other.        
Only silent acquiescence holds sway.        
       
The safari-vested does not drink I am told.        
He is religious in his habits at work-and bold.        
He knows in advance all the subsequent moves and the follow-on.        
It is the brink of high superstition; almost as though        
he is in the collective consciousness of those around him.        
Keeping the others’ kings in constant check.        
       
Quickening, hastening, running; drinking a second cup.        
Feelings of survival and wondering of his whereabouts.        
I will make the trip southerly to survive his budget cut;        
out of his oversight and supervision.        
To use the street accent, to swagger with promotable exempt.        
Thriving on the grounds of coerced confinement and contempt.        
       
The safari-vested fat man is no longer in my day-to-day give-and-take.        
Distance, geography, eastern divide, the Ohio now behind,        
there are other vistas on these new headwaters to make,        
but am informed he continues his relentless purge.        
As usual, his demands are never challenged,        
his authority is never usurped.        
       
The ringleader accepts and obliges the fat man’s introit        
to pend the procession of the movable feast.        
Secrets in the vest and in that dossier;        
He has the cynical style.        
Noon Mass daily at the Post Chapel? Disciple? Catechumen? Ruse?        
Daytime mystery; deflect, dissuade, deny, deter.        
Only silent acquiescence holds sway.        
Keeping the others’ kings in constant check,        
Thriving on the grounds of coerced confinement and contempt-        
his authority is never usurped.