Burlington Arcade

I’m being carried down

the Burlington Arcade

by Beadles in top hats,

jewelers on both sides

holding out their hands

and wrapped in cashmere.

When people speak of

near-death experiences

they’re always going through

tunnels, they’re happy,

they’re never going through

the Burlington Arcade.

Eric says, It’s good

to see you wearing clothes

and I have to admit he’s

wearing the most beautiful

trousers and I say, Eric

you’re not supposed to be

in this poem. Get back

into your shop! I can see

a light at the end of the tunnel.

The Head Beadle’s saying

“Burlington Gardens!”

Should I tip him?

Am I dead?

What happens next?