BEDAZZLED ARE WE BY THE SUPERSTITION OF CHRONOLOGY
My swimming badge from 1965 turning yellow (Tri-Bell Deep-Ender)
Slim girl doing a nose dive into azure pool studded with bourgeois wives
in crocheted bikinis One the mother of future comedian She is sweet+
caramel tanned Ash blonde long gone His father too Stocky-hairy 5 ft.
three Not a little scary with stogie jutting from his mouth
Deep-Ender girl still alive out there somewhere Did her parents create her?
Or did she create them? Does the past change the present? Or the present
change the past? Is chronology a fallacy or does life happen simultaneously?
(send your answers to: #reinventme) She walks to the bank in strip plaza
down the street Model-mother from command post in bed sends her out into
brink Bring me the money
Note of introduction in palm of girlhand cheque squished in pocket Navy
trench yellow London-look boots Girl From Uncle lookalike Brown pig-
tails with purple tie sit dusty on her desk now The body does not lie
Young banker un-scrunches cheque +calls fabulous mother: Describe her
he barks Slim girl blushes dark Banker goofy-grinned: Yes she is!
Girl knows just what mother told him Both girl+mother live into future though
aging brains deliver past when least expect it Mother told banker: She is beautiful
And now as we pass through the final inferno Deep-Ender girl clutching mother’s
eulogy begins to read: She was a star at 19 a rare beauty born way ahead of her time
Samhain 2015 a time when the veil between the earthly & spirit worlds is thin