Vagaries of Fashion

You keep picking the scabs round the edges,

till it bleeds Crimson red and cracks concrete grey,

cracks concrete grey.

She ignores the vagaries

of fashion which can't of escaped

even your attention, your attention.

Unravelling the seams that

helped you pull the strings,

that shifted contours in

between the lines of longitude and latitude.

there you strayed from the original

coordinates to in chartered maps

sung out of tune in solitude.

The vagaries she ignores the

vagaries of fashion.

She ignores the vagaries of fashion.