Venus in Primark

March 28, 2010

Everything is so beautiful.
Venus has never seen
anything like it

Rows and rows of crumpled silks,
woolen dresses,
velvet heels.

She walks up aisles
like someone getting married.
walks past clothes

of bright confetti
Mothers hold up jumpers
over leggings.

Teenagers twirl,
like vinyl records,
a queue of people

snakes a line
around the tills.
In a changing room

like the back of a wardrobe
She holds a dress
against her body

traces a seam
of fragile cotton.
Wonders who made it.

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