the figure

The missing figure

The familiar figure I was dressing didn't sit
in the chair, at the shop, I had hired ready
for the funeral, when I after lunch walked
to the shop to get him dressed
I had bought hair in a gift shop, the type 
many use and call it angel hair, white
and smooth and easy to glue on 
I, on my way through the small park, had
noticed the man who spoke English with
He had a slight Liverpool accent, although
he was Portuguese, looked another way
when seeing me, that is, he looked at
the ducks in the park's pond.
Unsure of what to do, I sat down in the chair
the figure had sat on a dentist's chair 
The closed shop must have belonged 
to a former teeth practitioner.
In the large mirror opposite the chair 
I saw myself, put the angle hair on my head
and saw the missing figure.