
" The Inventor's Wife "
Jim challenged my perspective thoughts by placing his carefree,
Champagne sippin', 40-something, swingin' beauty in the top
left corner of a daunting blank page.
I pictured this contraption sitting in a low lit, dusty barn.
While the inventor tinkers, his wife dances on tree trunk slivers,
and Playground toy springs. As the HMV Vintage Horn
Phono gram whispers, she shuffles around in a world of Nat King
Cole, and Billie Holiday LP's.