Swarmed by Swamis

Swarmed by Swamis
My friends gathered into a sepia photograph
Like ghosts from a Fitzgerald novel
Wearing suspenders and dressed for the night
My partner from another life Ted
Met me in a room full of tears
Where memories stalked my lonely hours
Our feet glided across the carpet
While I carried a book to spark conversation
With the spaces between us growing
His sibling Sonny opened the door to brotherhood
With me teetering on the brink of monasticism
My buzz carried me through the threshold
Into the birth of a Jazz night in old New Orleans
But the chair of solitude embraced me  
In the arms of monkhood  
But Thelonious tap danced notes
From a vinyl record giving me the go, go fever
Until a woman next door to my neighborhood of space
Who sat like a cat readying to get down  
Sent waves of recognition into my mad heart
My old flirt flame from the civil service job
But she may know of my floundering departure
On the verge of getting a pink slip
But her slip peeking pink
And her boots giving me a boost
To cruise her sunset boulevard of nostalgia
Her glee becomes the smile of an angel
She catches me up to date
on her office capers
How she was summoned
to the department headís office
Expecting the shine in his shoes to blind her
With the spark of her job sun gone nova
But recruited as digital artist  
To paint the lovelies of the office golden
Like nymphs in a field of poppies
And my grail is breathed into life
A lady to wile the hours into plenitude
When swarmed by swamis
Written by goldenmyst
Published | Edited 29th Dec 2018
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