Shuffling through brummagem and bric-a-brac
through curling photos and discard-able tat,
is that silver, tarnished to almost black?
And clothes, mountains of deeply unfashionable clothes,
odd shoes, never seen on the cover of Vogue:
a faded and grimy silken rose.
Writing and ticking and naming: a list,
how does it ever come down to this?
Orphaned possessions, no longer missed.
Aftermath
Published by Ewan on September 27, 2009 - 10:32
from the ABC set
from the ABC set
Comments
threeleafshamrock | September 27, 2009 - 12:02
Well, what else would you use your attic for?
Ewan | September 27, 2009 - 12:03
Hmm.. it isn't mine, and it isn't an attic.
threeleafshamrock | September 27, 2009 - 12:05
Fair enough!
Miss_D_Meaner | September 27, 2009 - 12:34
I get it. You are an antique salesman? But I do have Aftermath by the Rolling Stones.
threeleafshamrock | September 27, 2009 - 12:42
wife's handbag?
Ewan | September 27, 2009 - 13:02
No copyright on titles, though! Wonder where Mick (or more likely Andrew) stole it from?
Sigh!... It's about sorting out people's effects after they die.
threeleafshamrock | September 27, 2009 - 13:05
Thought so...;)
chuck | September 27, 2009 - 15:40
Very good. You should stop writing more often. :)