The louche shop was a warm cave tapestried with strange garments -
A canary yellow shirt caught my eye -
I tried on a bottle green coat with deep pockets -
Dresses like rich cobwebs hung from the ceiling -
Perfumed shirts brushed against my face -
I looked at a birthday card with ironic verses -
I saw myself in a long mirror -
Behind me stood my younger selves -
Before me were my future selves, each one becoming fainter, yet more precious -
12.00
Thursday 10 March 2016
Rainbows End
Swanage
Dorset
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