Wardrobe Wars

Will it come clean without him?

Second rate impressions — roll out the carcass; hound-dogs in diamond weighted vests deployed to sniff out the living — sweat no nature fresh perfume — dead Elvis commiserates piles all shook up — suspicious

mind mixed messages — fits proper yet sleazy clashes — loyalties betrayed — short notice dished out; hiding behind the long weekend — got to get-a-way — hook-ups groove — marriage booze — sleep hygiene mortified — crying inside chapels, blind sided — written off — power- felled — insurance

traumatized/water terrorists sink in blue suede heavy clogs of doom — barbed wire battles fenced up scuffs — I’m left — you’re not right —too far gone! — don’t be so

cruel — too much tummy over the double cream caramel colour frappe top — botched booboo’s — mutual deals ink — elbows rubbing elbows — a little conversation runs dry — stitches fray—seams unravel — photos kept for a resurgent

spike/fronds hang shirt-fronts like pinnulated teeth — an infertile mid-rib — decay no longer disperses throughout living memories — old-n-crumbling rotting

in ghetto’s/wanting to be revived — hey — it’s not you — it hurts me to say — I’m just no longer into your last words

for Gingers’ sake/don’t fall asleep in the wardrobe-closet a minimalist clean turn on — until my next ‘last’ record breaking deal/good buy — living a minimalist lie

Thank you very much🎤 Jaylee Reign, ©, 2021