No Longer Elastic

No longer elastic
No longer a whistle call
The creases are deepening
Cracks within the flaws
No longer elegance
No longer La Belle of La Ball
Invisible to ingénus
Who like their flesh taut
Stuck in a power cut
He wipes his mouth and shrugs
This passenger crumbles
Tumbles low and fails
To memorise his memories
Not the man he fantasised:
Suave in Gaultier
Seasoned, travelled, epigrammatic
Parties in Mayfair
No chance ecstatic
No hope of tantric thrall
This squire is tepid
His lust a petty squall