Autobiography

In another January
Before smartphones, after Facebook
The kindness of acquaintance proves to be
The key to our survival
Sitting in the stairwell
Drinking cheap wine
Slicing cheese with whatever
We can find in a handbag
Perfume samples
Debit cards
The obvious tools conspicuously absent
Abby Polgardy newly arrived in Paris
Treated to a soirée of bohemian proportions
I'd love to have you in but
My old lover stole my new keys
O, the melodrama
And the steady flow of high fashion 
Passing on the landing   
Glancing at the fortress of luggage
Holding me back from falling-in
It felt so important to be ok
Insouciant in the unknowing
And we weren't dressed to join the crowd
Gathering at my new next door
But we were in no position to refuse
Champagne and caviar
Luc returning from a Russian assignment
Allowing me to stash my baggage 
While I searched for friends of friends of friends
Who expected nothing in return for couchspace