debonair days

the debonair

days seem

to be done, the well-dressed man

in gabardines

and fine

suits,

alligator shoes

and cuff links

to hold the sleeves down.

the days

of fine

cotton

and silk,

have left us.

the ascot,

the handkerchief,

a sharp hat, a dab

of cologne.

the morning paper,

coffee.

the martini lunch,

golf

then the afternoon

snooze.