Saturday 3 January 2015

Serge de Nime






On entry
you are hit by the subtle
hint of damp
midst cherry lipstick stained Mayfair
reeking  menthol,
deep dance beats clash
with the gossip girls
who are biting nails
and twirling hair at the desk.

Rows of indigo blue
cast a northern cadaverous light,
stitched, riveted
and  artistically hung
ready starched
and shrunk to fit
those trendy boys
attached to willowy girls
entwined arms around hips.

Leafing  through the pairs
they start a sway in the ranks
picking  the favorites
then slope off
for a changing booth
to rearrange the fit.

3/1/15

A magpie tale prompt.

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