Take care not to hang my good shirts up on the wire
With the crease cutting the top half from the bottom
The way you leave it out on the line all day
One half gets sun-bleached, and that don’t ever go away
This bothers me when I’m trying to be professional
Giving off an air of respectability
A man has got to uphold certain fashion statements after all
If he wants to indeed be called a man
You can understand this simple request, right mom?
This isn’t to much to ask is it?
Tag: fashion
Four Horses (day 552)
Death brings me to you
In unbridled fashion
Ceremoniously garbed
Buttons decked with gold
Sword sharpened
Toes pointy
Hat properly feathered
Death, in it’s fantasy
Bleeding my neck
Into pale luminescence
Creeking along
In shotgun
Erect like a ghost
Proud back
Black stripes cross my chest
And four horses pull
As death bring me to you