A cry on the catwalk
of love and of blame.
A runway sashayed
with lies and with shame.
The scream for attention;
an advert ignored.
A cream filled with tastes
that I could not afford.
The signs for the sale
were shocking and sultry.
I did not expect them
to lead to adultery.
Fidelity fad? Old hat!
I’m pathetic.
The new look this season
has a harlot aesthetic.
Yet the outdated fashion
of black and of leather.
Was on the new model;
though I think it was pleather.
Written by Jason Wright
July 2, 2017