The Seasons of Style
The Seasons of Style
the season of style
like a vernal pool edged round
raked and baked by the elements
of which it was formed; cracks
a trend seamless and current
flowing from detergent springs
as bubbly as bathwater
flowing down a drain, evaporates
let’s take the thing
the thing with the most meaning
like shoes with the most tread
let’s leave our mark, fleetingly
so fortunate this moment
to muster up a galling smile
in a style that purchases
garish pride and loathing, sumptuously
hand over the keys
let the music sing out loudly
as a high pitched squeal
of a bended saw blade, blisters
liquid orange fruited plain
or a half-lit cigarette wheezes
bring up and halt your progress
there’s a fortune in loving, outrageously
summer loathes a bookish mite
and autumn having fallen away
as spring moves backward into
solemn winter coughing, miserably
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