Clara Bow: A Diamond as Big as the Ritz

 

The Wild Party
I soberly descend a diamond  stairwell
a diamond as big as the Ritz
to meet you 
in a city of rhinestone tabletops 
and marquisette earlobes. 
Lillian has bobbed my hair. 
A great weight has been lifted. 
Tonight the stars hang low 
where my skinny arms can reach for them.
They fail, fly wildly in the air. 
Fuzzy memory intrudes 
like hair caught on my glossed lips 
and silk stockings come undone- 
all too soon the lights have gone. 
In my time capsule, 
intoxicated, I ascend. 
You are my engineer. 
 
-lipsix