The streets are swarming
with men of the muck,
and their hideous fashions.
Over-ornamented denims,
crotch hugging.
Sometime brightly colored tapered trousers
low waisted.
Discolored undergarments like family heirlooms,
teasing and toying,
peeking.
Glossy hair
dirt sticking, gel coated
in quantities beyond expectations
in colors, fatal to imagine.
The streets are enraging shows.
These stinking models,
These slum dwellers.
I just love them.
