“Placed” ...

“ Placed “

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Placed squarely
among the walrus-like
cross hairs
of a gray mustache
preparing to ignore
the revolving doors
of a cadre of lawyers
having moved well outside
of the counsel of the court
while underperforming
with fingers crossed
all without warning
upon receiving
skimpy sartorial support
from a flimsy love story
feeling neglected
yet impeccably well read
being artificially resurrected
by reconfigured elements
expressed as requisite
red-carpeted entrances
of unexpected
late-arriving guests
still looking “fab”
in their period “glad rags”
emanating vivid magnetism
striking aristocratic glamour
poses now seen as “down pat”
making you feel like slow dancing
prevailing swelling violins be damned
deemed, “too flashy”
for swing saxes of jazz
keeping lost amour intact
sentimentally stepping back
into espousal time travel...