TIES

TIES

A Poem by Glen Fitch

               

    I fix the windsor knot
        just like my dad.
        You said "Oh, no!
            The style is now the half."
    Debated often
        I would not get mad
        I hid my meek defiance
            with a laugh.
    I found the perfect tie
        for you today.
        You're colors,
            flashy, playful but not bold.
    I set it down
        but couldn't walk away.
        So strong the urge
            I bought it just to hold.
    It's shop until you drop
        then shop some more,
            but now by proxy
                as it were on cue.
    The last tie I picked out
        you did adore.
            Like dad
            I won't see it again or you.
    Enough of fantasy,
        denial and lies,
        I know the truth is
            dead men tie no ties.
 

 

 

© 2008 Glen Fitch


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Goddam ties.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Glen Fitch
Glen Fitch

Monterey, CA



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