my morning uniform is a light blue shirt, navy blue slacks, a brown leather belt, pointed toe black leather shoes, a whiff of cologne, hair gel and a smile. a cup of coffee, perhaps. stained socks -generally orange or neon yellow. it is a cavalier decorative. does the deed of officialness, professionalism and gainsay satisfaction. in the financial services and scientific business, alternating in a battery of operations, blood paneling and disease. a day to day, time to time, routine of a city mayhem celluloid.
you used to be a hardware shop keeper. in 50s Chelsea. a romantic notion, in my mind. and Auden was your customer. in your business of light bulbs. what conversations you may have had. what giggles you may have shared. binds me in a jealousy of effervescence, dizziness and sanity. you are 86 and dead. carbonated in an afterlife, perhaps, i have no belief. chosen to remember in a 20's fidelity, curled and boutiqued, laughed and cherished as a dance figurine, mother of three. and tough.
you used to be a hardware shop keeper. in 50s Chelsea. a romantic notion, in my mind. and Auden was your customer. in your business of light bulbs. what conversations you may have had. what giggles you may have shared. binds me in a jealousy of effervescence, dizziness and sanity. you are 86 and dead. carbonated in an afterlife, perhaps, i have no belief. chosen to remember in a 20's fidelity, curled and boutiqued, laughed and cherished as a dance figurine, mother of three. and tough.
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