In the casual same way he did everything
eat a plum, pluck a string
trip into an inheritance, or
the arms of a bathing bachelorette heiress
(this happened on more than one occasion)
he stepped out with the sea
We felt nor grief nor affection
according to fashion
Though we each of us miss his – insouciance?
Is this the word?
We miss his insouciance
His mistress has his insurance
but misses his insouciance, too
Poem and drawing from Plum Stuff, a poetry/art book by Rolli.