He And She
He is a dapper man with a well
groomed aesthetic, appreciating the
finer things in life, a man of immaculate
tastes who surrounds himself with
branded objects he takes huge pride in
owning. Living alone in an impressive
home, it is as impeccable as its owner.
He is, alas, once again an eligible
bachelor. His former wife now long
married to a man he scorns but who
practices well the guidelines of
conjugal fidelity. A concept he had
no use for, an obvious restraint on his
own freedom to act as his ego and id
demanded without stint. But to which
his wife took unreasonable umbrage. It
was therefore through his own unbridled
agency to act as he would that he is now
aging and ill though remaining hugely
attractive, sense of humour intact
admitting too late the wasteland he
made of his life and how urgently he
misses 'his wife', a replacement for
whom he made prodigious efforts to
find, unsuccessfully. But for a small
possessive cat whose presence requires
him to carefully weigh by the gram the
food she may eat to retain her health.
His own quality of life as a partial
recluse rests in his dedicaton to the
well-being of the little feline who
faithfully follows him everywhere.
Sunday, April 30, 2017
Labels:
Poetry
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