Staying Alive

Staying Alive. 

Occasional exploratory in wardrobe
for casual jacket or formal two piece 
disturbs the once white now ghost grey suit,
like a memory at the back of the mind.

Catching disco fever in his 30s,
dance classes to learn the moves, 
Burtons to buy the Travolta suit,
Saturday nights hitting Canterbury’s own Studio 54,
bumping, pointing, strutting into early hours.

Easing into his 60s in chinos and crew neck,
he takes night classes in local history 
but still a glitter-ball glint in his eye
when hand Freudian slips dial from radio 4 to 2, 
and as Bee Gees sound sashays out,
his toes twitch inside Clarks’ slip-ons.