-the Visit-

we begin approximately 4 years ago:

the chair was purchased

as a bargain, reduced in price,

slapped with a big sticker: “SALE”!

the chair is classified as a “Recliner”

with a handle on the side which

activates by pulling it backward

while pushing the backrest with one’s torso

all the while tightening the muscles of the ass.

It thusly reclines,––

a few elements applied with one

continuous physical motion.

“The Chair”:

It’s very big, seems built for two by width,

upholstered in high-gloss, cobalt green material,

not remotely resembling a finely tanned leather.

but it’s on sale, price reduced, a real bargain.

the Visit, Sunday, December 18, 2016:

my Son and his Girlfriend visit from Los Angeles

where they live, love, and are justly employed by good works.

we watch football games an eat Linguine Fini

in red sauce, parmesan cheese shredded from the block,

with vienna bread and a nice Chianti Classico.

(near thirty bucks it cost me.)

they sit on the new couch, micro-fiber,

their place-settings spread-out on the large glass-top table

and I sit on the chair, that chair which devours me,

now slipcovered in a brown, cloth-like fabric

due to its age and annoying, sharp-edged splits in its material

which could not be avoided with normal body re-positioning,

eating and drinking in front of the “Ölevia” television set,

wide-screen, high definition.

                                                           Swansea