Max-Never too late to get that red sports car! mingy P
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Subject: snap !0 August 05
There and Back
In the dark I slipped my moorings,
drifted back all the way
to 1982.
The first thing to notice was
how alive I looked. Hair and beard
were dark again, my eyes
behind my spectacles burned.
Well, these were the midlife crisis years.
I was discovering infidelity,
shame, furtiveness,
intimacy, hope,
new possibility.
It was all very exhausting,
yet invigorating too.
How did I pull through?
A certain insensibility.
I never got the red sports car.
The night tide turned and speeded up.
Soon I was back in the present,
partner changed,
pale, creased, inflexible,
uxorious, content.
Clapped out wagon in the driveway.
1.15pm Wednesday 10 August 2005
Max Richards
North Balwyn, Melbourne
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