In wardrobes, ties hang like curing fish, patterns like smoke.
(In restaurants, avoid kippers and sauce.) "She said she wasn't
ready to be tied down. I was gutted."
It's the tries that bind. In class, at an interview, at weddings.
All those boys getting hurt under their collars. Man, it's their
Ties are universal: presenters of International Poverty Specials
receive faxes about their ties. Spokesmen, always getting themselves
Bosses have a million hang-ups, but they keep you in suspense.
They say: "Don't get shirty with me!"
Fractal teardrops are called "Paisley pattern", but they
happen to be Indian. They're diamonds, stretching a point - to the
end of the Silk Road.
A moth started all this, a moth will finish it.
texts unless otherwise stated © Richard Price