Description
The speaker reflects on the changes that have taken place in their homeland, Syracuse, since it became a world capital. The author reflects on the changes that have taken place in their own life, in that they have become more promiscuous and lonely. The speaker also reflects on the changes that have taken place in their memories, which are now only pleasant memories. The speaker channels their sadness and anger into their contingency plan, a vein of mercury that keeps breaking out, higher up, more on time every time.
Thrill of a Romance It's different when you have hiccups. Everything is-so many glad hands competing for your attention, a scarf, a puff of soot, or just a blast of silence from a radio. What is it? That's for you to learn to your dismay when, at the end of a long queue in the cafeteria, tray in hand, they tell you the gate closed down after the Second World War. Syracuse was declared capital of a nation in malaise, but the directorate had other, hidden goals. To proclaim logic a casualty of truth was one. Everyone's solitude (and resulting promiscuity) perfumed the byways of villages we had thought civilized. I saw you waiting for a streetcar and pressed forward. Alas, you were only a child in armor. Now when ribald toasts sail round a table too fair laid out, why the consequences are only dust, disease and old age. Pleasant memories are just that. So I channel whatever into my contingency, a vein of mercury that keeps breaking out, higher up, more on time every time. Dirndls spotted with obsolete flowers, worn in the city again, promote open discussion.
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