mmm muffins
do you
know
the muffin man who lives on
Drury Lane
and
does he keep a shop there
if so
I’d like to go
or shall I wait for cart-wheels’ sounds
to signal
that he’s coming with
his wares to sell
and we shall smell
and set
to buy by that
first thing
coins whose
scient is nowhere near as appealing
anxious trading
chittering as announcement
in
my pocket
wearing or part of a shouldered
purse
the bearer who
wants to buy for breakfast
and
then more
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Christopher and His Time Machine
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Sometimes,
I wish I could go back
And get things
Purchase things
Not extravagant things
Well, maybe
But practical things
That aren’t made anymore
At least where I am
Or where I shop
Or wherever
Jars of yellow mustard
Big, glass
Because I don’t care for
Squeeze bottles
Glass bottles of ketchup
Too
Bottles of soft drinks
When they (all these)
Were commonplace
And cheap
And I’d bring back my quantities
For the delight of my days here
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Maybe
Shirts with bigger collars
From the ‘70s
Or the ‘30s or ‘40s
Even the suits (for women
or for men)
They wear in film noir
With the fedoras (again,
for men or women)
Maybe a car
Made out of metal
More than plastic
Though I guess
I would be
Getting too far
Away
What with electric chargers
Taking over, nowadays
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And there’s no time machine
For me,
Anyway
Though should there be
I have to remember
To get the money right
(the years right)
For my trips
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