With one hand on your chin
You look like you’re contemplating
Great Things
Like a career in Hollywood
Or …………………………….
I wonder
What brand of pomade
Do you wear
To be able to flatten
Your broomstick Mongol hair
Like that
Royal Crown for a royal crown
You’re propping up with the said hand?
Whatever happened?
What remains of you
Is a stock fan-letter reply postcard
Of a handsome oriental devil
In sepia
My girlfriend bought it
On a quick stop-over trip
to Hong Kong
Did you ever make it?
Now I look at the watch
You wear on the hand
That propped up your chin
Its hands
Frozen in time
Like the thousands
People found on 10/11
(Were you there?)
They show a mangled
Victory sign
Divagyrations 